Moors gently waving in
the winds,
the sloughing bough,
that verdant 'scape,
Birds are free butterflies too
living for a day
then crimpling slowly
enfolding All in their embrace.....
from life to Life, heart to heart,
those with hope,
those with ardour,
those with fervour,
Make the world theirs
what they will, will
then the oyster
opens slowly
Look within
Ye, and Take
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