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Clear stream where weeping willow's
Beyond small valleys and the hills.
She puts on a cool - summers show
Before winter's first cold chills.
Beneath beaming moon, on she flows
It's falling rays dancing in tune.
It's banks weeping Willows hang low
Majestic site in month of June.
Soft summer breeze blows through The trees
Whispering calls from long ago.
Branches low moving to and fro
Keeping green willows swaying slow.
Of this stream that the willows flank.
I see spread out here before me.
Soft midnight dance upon the banks
Held captive by this beauty free.
I stand there silent in a trance
( A collaboration with Robert J. Lindley)