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The birds are a chorus…clearly relatives of Mozart

I wander forest deep
Wild lichen follows

Listen in a murmurous rain
That sacred tendril vine
Will ask a lonely insect
To love him green

Songs between boughs
Harmony no Eden ever tastes
Behold! I grow fresh as spring
Trees too wild to hold
Thy thick summer melodies

© Jilly's 2016

Day 19 
28 Days of Unreason

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A wild soul writing poetry & fiction while teaching high school literature, all with a camera in tow.

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