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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