SEASONS

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Seasons come and seasons go
But life abounds in fecund grounds
And ev'ry loving, conscious hour
Reveals its brightly blooming bower
.....Those who see with heart and hand
.....Eternal presence understand
Do I die sometime before
My wary body seeks release
Or grasp with boundless glee
The tiny root that still expresses me?
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From Can Can Days by GeoE
June 2003
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