Home; Soul's True
Synonymous with, such days
So lit, soaked up are
As what for love itself warms.
Whose state, about me
Blooms open for, Heaven's for sure!
Afloat is; and free.
As near to, such instances
Each word, wordless look
Man's, beast's, fears bury, burn out.
Whose peace-trait, hereround
Trees for burst seed, Heaven's indeed!
With song does resound.
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