After a morning of cold steady spritz
How the universe of green pine-needles
Shines & dazzles in the new sunlight!
It erases any whisper of the past.
Thousands of pendant raindrops
Twinkle red & green like prisms
Before a slight blush of cold air
Sends them through the forest
With more shinings.
Ancient baptism,
But speaking one sublime word:
New!
-Nevada City 2014
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