Acadia National Park

Between the end of July

and the very beginning of August

the Jordan Pond flows into my veins

My thoughts they wander in the branches

from the trees and her many stories

the grass  is coated with the dew and drizzle

The rocks are clothed with rain

Tree roots into the mud

raindrops into the fabric of my dark blue T-Shirt

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