In the land of trees
Where wind is lost
among black branches
and evergreen hulks
In the land of trees
Where memories sigh
among the paths
as yet untrodden
In the land of trees
where quiet streams
soundlessly flow
carrying dreams
In the land of trees
where the roar
is not that of the sea
or of the wind
In the land of trees
which stands at my roots
as I look down the valley
to the unseen sea
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