Summer World

This is my world now, this dance of green,
with all its stories and lessons, its healing,
its comfort, its flow, its movement, its peace.
I stare at the trees, as astonished as always
to realize anew that they are living beings, fellows
on the journey through this particular moment
and place, astonished, too, that such beings
could be, and me, with eyes to see them
and a heart that hears their songs.

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