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Created on: April 15, 2009
Holding the moments of creation's good
The season has changed
coming to this small town
in the west, California.
The shadow of the mountain
a sleeping Indian princess lies
there in Tamalpias,
as buds show;
Spring has come, colors
awaken. Our bodies rest
with the pleasantry of aroused
knowledge this earth is good.
Ancient elements of mankind
beckon from the blood and sinews,
a memory that this was a promise
of earth, receiving us with splendor.
In the distance, among hills,
fog rolls over the tops,
and for a while in this world
of strife and evils of war
there is the knowledge
creation is with us, good.
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