In the sun of the flowers
The swirl of the sky
The dearest dimpled Steve and I
In tandem scaled the earth,
Discussing elements of the primordial,
As well as the complex,
The exuberance of a branch, friendship, beacons of hope alive.
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Elements of Hell and Beauty
In caverns, shades, the cascades of grief,
The familial winds blow fierce.
From the same seeds and cavity, we split
In the slightest whispers, the deepest depths.
Tinted by the language of tears,
The tribe divides again.
Another day, another fire, another hope is born.
Wild Nature of New York 