Fjord Passing

Fjord Passing

I could call it a heaven
Or a hell

Maybe it was even
Purgatory

Where sailing
On air

Paddlers went by
With oars in hand
And they were rowing

Disrupting
Flowing

Slowly

Leaving wake
Behind

As a microcosmic
Ripple

To tell the tale
Of where each
Came from

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