Wrights Lake
The trees cascade over the rocky face of the mountains
The marsh land lush with green moss and blueberry bushes
Embrace the stream in shadow and delight.
Families of bright, billed ducklings waddle and wade in the water.
While I am washed clean in the beauty of it all I close my eyes and breathe.
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