More sunlight in the woods
as the crowns thin,
future lying at our feet,
vivid and brief.
Drunk with ego,
the self-important
lie down in the litter
of their petty concerns.
The owl calls near the house
and sets the dogs to barking;
something ancient and fearful,
something unspoiled and true.
and sets the dogs to barking;
something ancient and fearful,
something unspoiled and true.
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