Oh My God!

I feel you . . .

Rising in the tree sap

Racing through branches

Bursting into leaves

And waving good morning to life.

Here is peace

That the night stole;

A scroll

Unfolding with audible words

Reaching-out into my soul

And singing a melody of joy.


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