The Lost Pond

Though the rover may rove

His passage she does break.

"Can you hear the secret whispers across my waters? Immerse yourself in this moment.

Let the universe unfold around you." 

Keen-eyed, he watches

As the long-winged sentries hover

And his feathered addictions serenade.

In that moment of forever

He delights in her hidden kingdom; 

Lost within her mystic beauty. 

The world begins to darken.

Drops of balsam rain fall upon his face 

And he knows that his journey must continue.

Sweetly she sings, "Good-bye wanderer!"

He glimpses back once more to remember 

But she is gone.  

Hidden and secret, 

She remains forgotten. 

Kathie has some special friends visit her hat. 

Author's note. I love all the learning that goes on behind the scenes. There is science to be learned. And there is data to be collected.  But that's not only what this journey is about.  When I look back at it all, I probably won't remember the numbers or birds seen.  I will remember the experience and feeling behind those very special moments.  And I cannot lie. I fell in love with New Hampshire. 

The Lost Pond

by Chris Rohrer