Yes, the above photo IS Lake Superior. From my personal collection of photos taken by a non-photographer. 🙂
A short for you this morning — I’m not sure whether I’m finished with this poem, but I thought I might as well share it anyway. As always, I love your comments, questions, suggestions.
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The fog upon Superior
is broken now by light
of certain Dawn, the eastern sun
that harnesses the night
And bids the fears of yesterday
be silenced now, be still
and urges Hope of truest Love
to make her place and Dwell
©2018 Sarah Elizabeth Moore
From the shores of Wicket Lake,
Sarah Elizabeth Moore 