emerald stars above,
falling through
the hair
net
of the
forest green.
a deep symphony
honours
and secures
future
generations.
at last
we who may,
impart strength
lend our hands
to the giant trees work,
accumulation.
awesome motion,
in breadth and skill
upon
winds
of changing
fading
colour.
I came here,
I asked to be blessed ,
and I was.
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