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I
Steady hands till soil
And caress the gentle seed
Within the garden
II
Soft rain nourishes
The sapling which will become
A mighty oak tree
III
Consuming all in
Its path, fire devours until
Only ash remains.
IV
Summer winds give wings
To quiet leaves and flowers
Which dance in the air
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Ash Taylor
Lover of fantasy and all things whimsical. Currently studying Writing and Publishing at UNE in Armidale, Australia. Living on Anaiwan land.
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Another excellent piece!