And while the mist rounded the corner
Covering the water like a cast off bridal veil,
It was then that I saw two hunters in its wake
Eyeing the field, the charges break the surface
Then the duo; in reverse.
The lake was silent for so long
I wondered if I had dreamed them.
Finally in their own time, they resurfaced
With hardly a ripple
And I still was not convinced.
The ghosts above dove again - longer this time
The glass not betraying them until they returned to my world
their call resounding through the smoky air.
The sun was higher now,
and they carried on around the bend
leaving me unsure I had seen anything at all.