At Ankenny Wildlife Refuge (cont’d)

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Queen Anne wears lace

and waves at me

as I embrace

wild Ankenny.

She waves at me,

a royal friend

at Ankenny.

I humbly bend,

and would embrace

her, but I see

upon white lace,

her ladies three.

At Ankenny,

eight ducklings wait–

she waves at me,

I hesitate,

Queen Anne, where’s lace?”

I whisper low.

“In your embrace

of Nature’s show.”

She waves past me,

sweeps green and blue,

“All Ankenny

is lace for you.”

“In Life’s embrace

you feel God’s breath,

like lace-

threads, weaving life and death.”

“Wild Ankenny

breathes Spirit’s call,

weaves you with me,

and us with All.”

Queen Anne wears lace

and waves at me

as I embrace

wild Ankenny.

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