Alaskan Streams

As I paddle crystal waters I see
A secret world beneath me
Visions that we were meant to know
And others that remain below
Hidden in microcosmic veracity
Reminding what it means to be

I may never cross this strait amore
On my journey to a farther shore
But the memory of these clear calm streams
Will forever shape a wilderness of dreams

As I paddle crystal waters I see
There are shapes of God I cannot be
But these contours placed beyond our grip
Are the reasons we undertake the trip

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Published:: 8.17.06 / 11pm

Category:: Poetry

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Sharon Rager 9.28.07 / 4pm

Chris,
I finally logged on! I started the Wikipedia essay and it’s really interesting, but I’ll have to continue as I must finish my work for the day! Of course, I think you’re a great poet, so I really enjoyed looking over some of those again! You’re a bright guy! Mom

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