In the garden of your flower
In a field overlooking many hills
And valleys lapping like waves
Free of innocence and guilt
Able to see things objectively
Adding to your earlier studies
Of shore birds and rock formations
The evidence of angels
Metamorphosing into substance
Thoughts accumulating into movement
There among the leaning trees
Where a deer or a pelican appears
Overjoyed to find your beloved
Animals in heaven's breeze
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