FireFliesTender twigs stretch for sunbeam
And bark to shed new leaves.
For the journey demands walking and this soul is tired of running.
Passing time;
Hours to falling upon meadow grass.
Mellow the months ahead
And may still streams steady
this worried mind of mine.


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