Shallow Waters
Along adjacent running stream
With nature pure, naïve, and clean
We cannot help but try to gleam
What’s rarely heard and never seen
In she floated, dressed in green
Within a whisper, like a dream
Why do we wonder, does it seem
We wander where we have not been
Spring 1998
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