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daniel-john-certa
daniel-john-certa
Tidewater, Virginia
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I. He was in the wilderness a place where no man strays           he had nothing to accomplish alone there on the fray Standing oaks reaching tall           with green crowns bearing life beams of sunlight piercing stillness           red cardinal and his wife Creepy crawlers in the damp           black and moist their stay leaves shed carpet years far gone           dry twigs upon it lay Walking, watching, listening           snake silent moving still squirrel grey lounging overhead           sadness here is nil Golden finch laughing chatter           dance in full costume twisted vines, honeysuckle           shares her bright perfume II. Breathe in deeply, rest awhile           Virginian countrymen dreams of days long time past           days of the Powhatan Before the European man           washed their tribe in pain before the Spanish smallpox           before so many slain They danced the dream of brotherhood           Siouan, Tutelo adopted by Cayuga           into the northern snow Monacan nation, native land           wind, water, fire, earth renape spirit guiding silence           offering rebirth
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
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I. He was in the wilderness a place where no man strays           he had nothing to accomplish alone there on the fray Standing oaks reaching tall           with green crowns bearing life beams of sunlight piercing stillness           red cardinal and his wife Creepy crawlers in the damp           black and moist their stay leaves shed carpet years far gone           dry twigs upon it lay Walking, watching, listening           snake silent moving still squirrel grey lounging overhead           sadness here is nil Golden finch laughing chatter           dance in full costume twisted vines, honeysuckle           shares her bright perfume II. Breathe in deeply, rest awhile           Virginian countrymen dreams of days long time past           days of the Powhatan Before the European man           washed their tribe in pain before the Spanish smallpox           before so many slain They danced the dream of brotherhood           Siouan, Tutelo adopted by Cayuga           into the northern snow Monacan nation, native land           wind, water, fire, earth renape spirit guiding silence           offering rebirth
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