Sweet Ravine

There is a sweet ravine

Winding, twisting, tailing, turning

Among the colors I see

The sky blue and the spring green


She vivifies the scene

Swaying, swooning, sweeping, swirling

Among the cool morning breeze

Playing with the gold-red leaves


Something that is curious and lovingly keen-

Scintillating, confusticating, revivifying, comely

It is within and it is without the sheer soul of me

There is a sweet ravine, but it cannot be seen


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