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The road unpaved, waved in winding red high pines unfettered, buried feet under needles - strawed Warmth of sap, fragrant, piney bled Lithia springs ring clear, a tumbled water song Owl tree softly spoke to newborn lily fawn, caressed by mourning cloak Sun begins to edge the hills wings rise, and flies the morning fog Fritillaria bends the light, leaning into daybreak's mantra song
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
Morning at Lithia Park
The road unpaved, waved in winding red high pines unfettered, buried feet under needles - strawed Warmth of sap, fragrant, piney bled Lithia springs ring clear, a tumbled water song Owl tree softly spoke to newborn lily fawn, caressed by mourning cloak Sun begins to edge the hills wings rise, and flies the morning fog Fritillaria bends the light, leaning into daybreak's mantra song
revised poem * Mourning cloak (Nymphalis antiopa) - common butterfly, found in many parts of the world
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
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