To be privy to the language of the trees , akin to the honey laced backcountry , awash in the curative morning dew Knowledge of every young drop of rain , every newborn seedling .. Master of the woodland trigonometry , songbird musicology Raptor shadow figures circling 'neath nimbus billowing blankets , technicolor grasses , earthen molasses
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