The yin and yang
of silver and black
play on the liquid
inlet at dawn
reflection
sliding over tides of thought
a rippling
through ears and eyes
the soft slap and dip
of prow and paddle
finding rhythm
in water and mind
and an easing
but not to make easy
as I work the current
holding a line
past some royal spoonbills
that change legs like a child
needing to pee
glancing to the left
then right
feigning nonchalance
restless for me to pass
in peace
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