by Crystal Dawn

Created on: September 05, 2008

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Twilight mist drizzle dewdrop kisses upon clay
as forlorn creaking of tattered limbs thirst new life,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay

dormant...

Night prowlers fall victim to ravenous birds of prey
as hollowed trees echo crickets' combative chirps,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay

dormant...

Croaks repulse serpents while in shadows they stay
as forelimbs swoop on wind's wings marking echoes,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay

dormant...

Sunlight's affection kisses dawning eyes with warming rays
as songsters twitter a melodious symphony, arousing dance,
and spirited green blades beneath oak's canopy begin to play.

Harmony: nature's fury, nature's dance, begins with a kiss.

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