A blistering of beauty
Under Summer Sun
A heart unfolding
To the Rainbow Promise
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See it now, Love?
Waterfall, wild and free.
Trees like swingin’-low chariots
Their bosoms dropping
In green garlands to earth
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Birds flit free
Water fills my shoes
Bare rocks neath bare feet
Now earth, now stone, now branch
The wilderness we call home.
- A. Faith
