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Originally Posted by G_burnett  why thank you kind sir or madam, Dayan is it? and if you insist and maybe someones sister will apreciate the prose too mikal .. ty both for kind review All reflects to some aspect.
As leaves reflect to the blue of the sky
As does the grass
Who take too?
The blue
To wither golden hue,
When summer,
Gives needles fall, its due
Foolish water then takes the wave
And try to emendate the swirl
Of mighty sol’s
Fire laden whirl
Then told by winters wind to sleep
In form of magic wand
All reflects, to all aspect
Sparkled white we then perceive
None taken or received
Water wave … hearing wind
Turns within, not taken in
The sky; …
Making foam, so angry loam!
Frothing emerald white!
Reflect in night
Is it taking then the key?
Truth denied by all
In what, we do not see?
The taken …
Key to what we see?
Then comes the Owl
In haughty huh!
Head turning way,
To ravens vicious feed
And mouse reprieved
Not rabbits say.
Found words in log cabin, Canadian wilderness north of 40.
peace~graham
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Graham...thanks and I am not surprised that you would find such musing words in a Canadian wilderness log cabin....those are the places where nature is such raw wildness...it draws from the soul to spill from untold depths....and oh yes mikal is a madam...smiles