“I love to think of nature,

As an unlimited broadcasting station,

Through which God speaks to us every hour,

If we will only tune in.”

George Washington Carver

I wake before dawn

And I hurriedly dress

I don’t want to be late

For The Grand Opening

I jump into my truck

And I head up the road

Hoping with all my heart

That I won’t miss a thing

And soon, I stand anxiously in line

In dawn’s shadowed mystical realm

In a far northern pine forest

On a peaceful rocky shoreline

I hear nothing but deep silence

And the gentle incessant lapping

Of frothing, frigid, blue waves

Upon the dark, rocky, lakeshore

I am Waiting

Yearning

Hoping

Praying

For the miracle

That has all my life

Filled my heart and soul

With true and utter Joy

My heart quickens

My ears peel

Time stops

My essence feels

Suddenly

It’s there

In the wind

Beckoning to me

It begins echoing

Pulsing

Vibrating

Through my entire being

It’s Magical

Mysterious

Breath-Taking

All-Encompassing

It’s Eerie

Unearthly

Heavenly

Ancient

It is the very first early morning call

Of a magnificent black and white loon

Far off on the distant uninhabited lakeshore

On the cusp of a wondrous new wilderness day

And before very long

The loon’s loving mate

Yodels back to him

That all is well

The Creation Store

Has Opened for Business

And I soon thank God

That I’m the first one in line

©Spring 2013, Mr. Ed