Under The Stars

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Laying back in the canoe
out in the middle of the lake
northern Maine
June, maybe July
more than thirty years ago
a magical pure moment in time
gazing at the pallet of the sky,
the arc of the dome
separating the sky from the void beyond
a shape to it, even my mind could comprehend
grasp the enormity of the universe
a million stars or more lit for me to see
to experience this now
so long ago
on a lake
under the stars

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