Framed struggling
Full and helping kind
The bent intervener
Walking will pass
Through the beautiful
On the path to claiming
Their transfiguration dues
Along the pond by
The river kept the planted
Sapling willow straining
Towards the
Heaven
In the sky
Towards the
Riding weave of seas
Of thorns and
Roses kept towards
The park lane fair beyond
His presence felt the
Sapling willow in
His heart he
Touched the leaves
Dropping to the mud dark
Altar earth in the mount
Of the valley while the tree
Strains towards
The heaven
In the sky.
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