I sit on the bank of hallowed ground,
Absorbing the tranquility with Walker and my fellow writers.
Who else sat here
on this bend of the bayou?
I watch for a current, wait for a breeze
A fish surprises me with a leap and a splash
dancing to the buzzing, chirping choir -
soul-stirring music for this Southern girl
Louisiana sun makes my skin tingle
while the vibes
from Walker and my friends
stir my heart
and my pen
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