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Water birds landingOn still water
At a lost backwater
Hidden among trees
Behind banks
Along the River
The sound in stillness
Is unmistakable
And beautiful
Perfect and in unison
Matched in sound
Matched in time
My head turns to the sound
And eyes find birds
Bobbing on top
Of their own disturbance
Proof of new presence
On the still pond
I notice the beaver’s nose
Pushing water aside
The determined Vee
Of water now rippling
Under the mallards
And lost in reeds
At the pond’s margin
Beaver ignores
The beautiful visitors
And remains loyal
To the focused work
Of tending a pond
A smile lands and finds me
Connected to it all
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