The birch, the wind and the returning King – A poem by Rev Daniel Robertson
The birch, the wind and the returning King Gilded in silvery bark that’s paper smooth, the dancing birch, lost in wonder finds its groove. Green, yellow, orange, gold-leafed and flecked with light, A choreographed forest of delights. Bowed down low, then branch and bough to the sky, Gone with the wind in plentiful supply, …
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