Back To Acadia Poem by Bill Galvin
Back To Acadia
Up in mid-coast Maine,
Mountains mingle by the sea;
As the late-Spring blooms,
Lilacs linger with lupine,
Where Nature's brush paints her Muse.
The ocean's motion…
Shore birds fly by bell buoys…
Refreshing breezes…
Waves washing ancient granite…
A Natural gathering.
The soul absorbs it…
Touching eternal motions;
Spirits feel younger;
She creates her masterpiece…
On memory, her canvas.
June 2017
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