Searching the horizon
Trying to discern where gray waters meet gray skies
A lonely eagle soars across the bay
Traveling to a shore I can no longer see
A soft, cold breeze caresses my neck, yet the waters are calm
A smoky mirror reflecting sunless heavens
A sudden ray of light reveals a fragment of the the distant shore
Defying the dreariness of the world
Shining down on nature's silent sentinels attired in brilliant orange, red, gold
An Autumn paradise welcoming the eagle home
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