Carpeting each curling climb, clouds wind tossed
Glistening dew, gloved in green hues, wet stoned moss
Wet and wipe weary tears come tumbling down, 
Clothing a pathway, tree trunks now tower and stoop
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            Oak leafed paths, leaf flaked in winter's dress, 
Signpost your world to creation's dwellers, 
Seed-time and harvest how they rhythm your world, 
The Earth remains!
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