Under the shadow of the pine, patience and stealth guide those who hunger. The fallen submerge at water’s edge, and guide a trio of new life towards the light. At branch’s tip, eyes scan for movement and opportunity, while morning breezes protect the unsuspecting under rippled waters. Human influence adds only shades of indigo, and disrupts nothing in this microcosm bathed in emerald and blues.
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Under the shadow of the pine, patience and stealth guide those who hunger. The fallen submerge at water’s edge, and guide a trio of new life towards the light. At branch’s tip, eyes scan for movement and opportunity, while morning breezes protect the unsuspecting under rippled waters. Human influence adds only shades of indigo, and disrupts nothing in this microcosm bathed in emerald and blues.
We stand alone in silent reflection, remembering the day we have just shared. Each moment spent in appreciation for the presence of the other. Stars begin to scatter across a darkening sky, as rocky shores turn magically from solid monoliths to glassy, translucent points of light. The perfect ending to a day of discovery and love is captured in a moonlight embrace.
Paddle strokes heard through the morning mist foreshadow an artist in search of inspiration. Algonquin presents its gifts to all who are willing to receive. Some see landscapes in vibrant colours and bold brushstrokes, while others pass without thought. Be a painter with your presence. Protect the forest, and guide others to respect its treasures. Move slowly, and absorb the vistas before you. Take pause from devices that distract, and discover your inner Thomson.
Cooling air breathes life into all who rest by her shores. Waves ripples and crest in a primordial rhythm that sculpts red sands into serpentine sketches.
A man weaves tales of this land through poetry and song. Senses are awakened by images of past glory, as well as those of immeasurable pain. Challenges are whispered, to all who will listen, from frail limbs and foreboding eyes. Chanie Wenjack’s secret path jolts us into uncomfortable realizations of historical disconnects, and untold misery on the tip of a Raven’s wing. Pearls of wisdom, spoken by a sister, seek a different world through truth and reconciliation. We are all connected to someone, as Gord is to Chanie. Follow the examples of those who came before us, and seek the strength to facilitate change. Let us dance for healing under the moonlight on ashes of love. All is possible with the promise and power of courage.