the lights received at this noonday angle
auriferous leaves and these silver trees
crystalline they glitter and they spangle
we might with craft some of this peace wangle
listening to the drone of summer bees
the lights received at this noonday angle
avoiding all struggle fuss and brangle
to rise above the ones now on their knees
crystalline they glitter and they spangle
in calm heat we hope that fruit will dangle
within our reach such courtesy would please
the lights received at this noonday angle
rushing through short life what we might mangle
are all the messages brought by the breeze
crystalline they glitter and they spangle
the withes and vines will not the soul entangle
we pass through friendly nature at our ease
the lights received at this noonday angle
crystalline they glitter and they spangle
30 August 2007
a perfect moment
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