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  • You, the awake ones,
    Who are the eyes of the land,
    And the dancers of the long, slow reel,

    Ancient allies,
    Companioned to me for long,
    I greet you.

    You who are the twist of the birch,
    And the cry of the newborn,
    Together we have twined and mingled,
    With all the life of this world.

    You've come stepping down the ages,
    Root footed and flower haired,
    From the time of the beginning,
    Pristine and fair.

    And yet you linger, willing to renewal.

    Reaching with tendrils of green thought,
    Towards those two-leggeds,
    Willing to the work.
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