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the soul of the day
beauty in shades of blue mists
swirling and changing shape
bright and shining
a single snowflake unique and brilliant
a songbird of fate takes to the air
soars above the clouds of stagnant requiem
macabre orchid of doubt
dancing a ballet of hope
pirouetting against the dawn's light
she rises to greet the day will you also
cleanse your pools of truth
drink from the clear aquafer of tranquility
the redwoods are calling us to the great denizens of old
I can hear their tree music
safe in their bows my soul hides
a sprite I jump tree to tree waking the morn
they creek and sigh
wild child, will you be at one with the spirit of enlightenment?
so with a joyful heart, I succumb to the soul of the day
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