A Stream Runs Through It ... In Leelanau
A little stream runs fast and clear through Empire Village.
Flowing from a spring-fed pond, ...
It turns a waterwheel and tumbles over ancient rocks,
On its way to South Bar Lake.
And from there to Lake Michigan.
Sometimes I stare at the rushing water,
As if in a trance,
Captivated by the sight and sound of it.
Sometimes I dream of the stream ....
And in my dreams,
Drink from the cool, swirling pools along its bank.
And sometimes, ...
I just envy the little stream.