Morning Glow of Algonquin Park

In this silent dance of colors so bright,

Where trees whisper secrets to the morning light,

A canvas where nature's beauty does reside,

With every stroke, life’s tranquility implied.

The waters so still reflect skies so grand,

A mirror to a world both splendid and grand,

Amidst this serenity where souls find rest,

Nature paints its sonnet; an eternal quest.

In hues of orange, green, and mellowed gold,

Stories untold unfold; bold yet old.

Here lies not just paint but emotions deep,

A silent ode where both joy and sorrow seep.