is viewed by sunset’s breath, a quilt
of fire as mosquitoes
skitter in random flight
dashing themselves as pinpricks
against lake’s surface--
a surrounding forest
is a welcome mat for visitors,
our tent solitary among
where bullfrogs burp, loons
lament and coyotes howl
as servers within Nature’s menu.
Owls hoot, deer call loved ones
and rabbits escape into balls of fur
the land alive, a symphony.
© Richard L. Provencher