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A pure clear Maine sky
opened above us, as the fire died,
the cabin lights dimmed.
We watched planes, satellites,
many shooting stars
and the streak of the Milky Way
course across the dome
of the clear night
quiet around the still campfire,
echoes of the native drum
pulsing through us
as the night grew darker

Title 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:41
Our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,
Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, ME
to the Down East Maine Mission,
Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,
East Machias, ME

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