Here is an excerpt:
"And always--
like soft foliage beneath the bloom
or the birds that fly in, fly out before
the storm, or the ticking and creaking
of the house where you were born,
or the rain that settles in and soothes you
with its sound, or the sweet hands that work
your tired back--a place that surrounds you loves you today,
and is determined to grace
the swell of your song..."
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