Hearts Palms And Eyes
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Silvered the woods, with infinity in the midst,
The flowers all drowsy and bees circling clover;
And mute the shore’s wind upon standing gravestones,
The minstrels of earth have other duties to attend.
We each count our breaths, watching planets whirl by,
Through arrays of stars like tintinnabulations frenzy..
Though heaven dwells most in our hearts, palms and eyes-
God must have looked upon us as his whimsy..
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