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I have been witness to this transformation for a decade now,
10 years out of seventy
watching the transformation of glory;
Flash of fire before the winds of denuding come.
The leaves sing a crimson song here in this land;
A golden harmony, a peach and scarlet ballad.
I have seen the miracle
And been bathed in the gift of naked splendor ,
Loving all things stripped down and bare
When the trees stand stark and still against
The moonlit sky, we see further and clearer
with the finite eye

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[Ed Hart]

ah yes, ah, beautiful, inner and outer, our song, the one the universe sings...