On this spring day I flew
Fresh to wander ocean sand
River ribbons, beautiful blue
Flowing softly through the land
And the moon said "Well done..."
At seeing while in repose all that could embraced
Shrouded in moon hues’ lace
For the hearts undone and the ones that still need singing
The prisms’ delighted flush kept right on winging
To the heavens where the angels shouted in applause...
For all the beauty of today that indeed had been done.
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