Loon Lake

The silver of
The shining moon
Is mirrored on the
Surface of Lake Loon,
The scene, reflecting light,
A dreamy picture to delight,
The strange song of the loons
Echoes through the starry night
As they sweep over the densely
Wooded mountains in their flight,
As the wind whispers in the trees:
'My friend, here you'll find
Beauty, truth and peace.'

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz