Spring Turns to Summer
coming then leaving
rejoicing then grieving
spring turns to summer again
mist on the mountains
rain's liquid fountains
falling but always the same
all is in motion
here by the ocean
wind just a gentle breeze
skipping and dancing
leaping and prancing
from the sea into the trees
fluttering sputtering
whispering muttering
'what no one understands
coming then leaving
everywhere weaving
here in these sacred lands...
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