Stirring maple, proud symbol.
Red and white flag caressing the wind.
We live in multi-cultured awareness.
Voices of many languages
drifting like falling snow
over the land.
A falling waterfall in a distant
wooded park.
It makes noise.
It is not heard by anyone.
But it falls, and falls into
the river that flows
into the lakes.
Silent noisy witness
to the vastness.
Emptiness.
Blank spaces waiting to be filled.
Visions of future progress.
of future world.
Maple leaf growing.
Slowing the pace of tomorrow
with the vision of the past.
You and I, celebrating
the royal parade of history.
Dawning greatness.
Dampening waves of words
that flutter like paper
on the ground.
Fly, maple leaf flag, fly.
Represent the emptiness
and the fullness
of the land.
Remember the eternal flame
of clacking trains that
rush from sea to sea.
Chris G. Vaillancourt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maple-leaf-4/
