Like a young pine
May I grow:
Only feel
But never know.
Feel the wind
And rain and sun,
See dusk dead
And day begun,
Feel the touch
Of needles fine
Of a swaying
Neighbor pine,
Feel the forest
Awe and wonder
Only never know
That under
Beauty lieth woe.
(Mary Carolyn Davies)
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