Oh, broadly spreading buckeye tree,

you are my friend!

You lay a cozy place for me,

where I can lean or climb or sit,

and modulate the bright sunshine,


and slowly become one with you,

as I linger here a bit,

and let my mind

relax and roam,

as thoughts stream through

upon my life and on the world,

until I’ve deeply settled in,

and made some better sense of it.

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