In This Alone

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Midnight sliver moon milky sky
And suddenly we wonder why

Morning solid stolid mountain
Painted deep by sunlight fountain

Twilight heady bruised purple air
Chilled and filled, awakened and bare

The growing tree the endless field
In this alone all is revealed

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