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by Debra Ellen Riser
(Indianapolis, In)
Misty water rise from the surface of the lake as I sip my cup of lukewarm tea.Far off, towards the fog, I can hear the cry of a loon as he searches for his mate.A fish slaps at he cool morning air, letting me know the new day has begun.In peace, I will walk away from this miracle, and give thanks that I was here to witness a new day.But all my troubles I leave to God.