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from a tree to the forest...
first light
filled with birdsong
happy for a new day
orange poppies
and yellow mustard
brighten my despair
a wave of wildflowers
covers the ground
splashing with color
apple blossoms
dripping with color
spill onto the grass
hills gold as wheat
with islands
of green
gulls ride the wave
like surfers
in the endless summer
the sound of ocean
swells and recedes
it takes me away
many shades of blue green gray
the waves are capped
with white
pale blue sky
pink kite
gray surf
black birds
skim the water
looking for fish
from a star to the sky...
black as ink
this night sky
a screen to project my thoughts
silent visitor
from another universe
the comet
---Paresh
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