A hillside of lupine
awake with color
Through the morning
mists, light dark
Hues blending in a rich
tapestry of wild
Delight, here in this
place of pine
Soil that is rocky and
hard yet they grow
In profusion to give the
eye delight on this
Day mixed with fern
and dew, lost in
The midst of the wood
a chance meeting
awake with color
Through the morning
mists, light dark
Hues blending in a rich
tapestry of wild
Delight, here in this
place of pine
Soil that is rocky and
hard yet they grow
In profusion to give the
eye delight on this
Day mixed with fern
and dew, lost in
The midst of the wood
a chance meeting
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