Steward of Skies: A Haiku

Dear John, I love you
for proposing our hearts hear
the quiet, the roar. 

The loon’s skidding feet
across glassy still tables
for to glacier meet.

The death then new life
when lightning then lumber clashed
you championed this.

Be still would this land
and her creatures take her hand
in fellowship one. 

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