Looking up to find the clouds
Beyond the waving canopy.
The sparseness of the pale blue sky
Sparkles there among the leaves
With beams of brilliant sunlight
Dancing here and there, to and fro,
Reminders of a distant dream,
A memory from long ago.
Sheltering in blissful peace
I hear the robin sing my name.
In language foreign to my ear
But crisp and certain just the same.
He does not mock or judge me here
Among the giants where I rove.
He knows the secrets undiscovered
Here among his treasure trove.
And I bear happy witness to
The miracles and ecstasies
That one may only truly find
Waiting here among the trees.
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