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Beautiful meadow stretches vast
Druid looking upon it is thinking about the past
There are rocks around but not a speck of dust
To dream in this surrounding is what soul does must

The smell of honey fills the air
The spring is a young girl
She has birds in her hair
And her face is fair 

Her eyes are green like the grass
They pierce the soul
The river winding like a snake she will pass
To reach meadow her goal

The marigold looks wonderful
The sun is full
The crocus pierces the snow
Through spring’s hair wind will blow

Soon summer comes to the meadow
Upon which fiery sunflower cast shadow
The honey sent is
Underlining the bliss

But later leaves their colors unveil
Sun becomes more pale
Then there are no leaves at all
With coming of the fall

In winter meadow sleeps
Its secrets it keeps
But children play in the snow
Skiing making fort and igloo from that snow

Then it is spring again 
Bear comes out of its den 
In all of it stands oak tree
It is what druid came to see

Evolution is like a tree
It has its pitfalls and beauty
Magic is like a tree
Boughs of time and destiny

Spread like boughs of a tree
All those are reflected in the tree
Yet not all things are represented in oak tree
Things that we not necessarily see

What would represent something that during fall
Have all the aspects of living soul
Yet needs no consciousness at all
And would fulfillment of this paradox give mining to human soul

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