On driving to the shore of Lake Ontario, a few miles east from Whitby
A most eerie, unexpected, unearthly scene was there to behold
The lake water was steaming, a rapids white water appearance beyond
While above, a long narrow translucent cloud had formed
Could only deduce was a phenomenon of current arctic weather conditions
The sky clear and blue, bitterly cold inland with a thick covering of new snow
While the water temperature was likely higher than the freezing outside air
With reaction of creating swirls of steamy puffs merging into overhang cloud
A gaggle of Canada Geese were paddling amid this steamy choppy water
Keeping safely and snuggly together save one bird, a short distance away
Suddenly, with an urgent stir, their wings unfolded, flapped loudly, then rose
Flew up into a single skein line, leaving far behind the one lonesome goose
And thus continued as we watched, that strange phenomenon of steaming lake water
The clusters of white puffs floating up, melting into the translucent smooth cloud
Giving the onlooker an eerie feeling of an unworldly mysteriously veiled scene
A marvel, a wonder of nature playing out in the midst of a cold, frosty winter's day
Written at Richmond Hill and Courtice, Ontario - 6th January 2018
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