Lake George, a remnant of the last ice age,<\/p>\n
Stands towering in our consciousness,<\/p>\n
Little remembering its birth pangs.<\/p>\n
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When you first see it<\/p>\n
You are blown off your feet,<\/p>\n
By its majesty, size, and scope.<\/p>\n
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Its tranquility is uplifting,<\/p>\n
Its grace shames our human level,<\/p>\n
It is selfless but yet pervasive.<\/p>\n
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Mountains kiss its shores,<\/p>\n
Cool breezes embrace its wavelets,<\/p>\n
Its refulgent blue waters forever serenade.<\/p>\n
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It is an exception of experience,<\/p>\n
Its aura is resplendent, its message sublime,<\/p>\n
It is an arrow of time traversing to eternity.<\/p>\n
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My life long search for a beloved<\/p>\n
Ended when by chance I discovered her,<\/p>\n
Now I sleep in a dream and wake up with one.<\/p>\n
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Suffern, New York, July 3, 2018<\/p>\n