A Lodge Vista

A Lodge Vista

It stormed that day
Just off the quay
Not here on the shore
Or even inland
No, that day
It stormed in the bay

No anchored vessel
Safe from struggle
No fortress castle
Stemmed the bustle
Of the many vessels
That did down rain

On the coastline
Down the hillside
Just a trail of
Pressed down grass
Leading in a line
Down the shore to find

Sand gone damp
With the downpour
In between feet
Out the lodge window
It can be seen
These drops in sheets

Blanketing the grass
Field outside in heavy dew
Where from the longhouse
It can be seen
These drops in sheets
Falling evanescently

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