Dancing picture of the earth
Bends in clockwise motion.
The cottony top of the surf
Falls in love with the blue-green ocean.
Mysterious waterfall once spoke and said,
“Do not fear your beautiful life.”
Roaring and laughing and quickly she fled,
Left me alone thinking all about strife.
The day in whole by the river was spent
Stricken by loneliness and then lament
Though that was not her exact intent
I thought to myself and knew what she meant.
Calming was the subtle wind in the vale.
Smoothly cutting like a serrated knife.
Confident that all things in life
Would all but soon positively prevail.
Beyond the horizon would soon come to pass
The clouds of slow nocturnal movement
Come morning mild dew would settle content
Waltzing playfully with the taupe blades of grass.
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