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THE WIND IN THE TREES
Sound of waters in the tree
All new-leafed and heavenly,
Waters going, waters flowing
To some far beloved sea.

Every tree is vocal; under
The clear bird-notes a soft thunder
Of the waters flowing, going
Some dim waterway of wonder.

Sound of waters hurrying past,
Rivers travelling, quiet, fast,
Many waters, flowing, growing,
Find the beloved sea at last.

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