here,some ideas

look down myself as undergrowth
and be one traveler to passing there kept the first step in leaves
less traveled by that telling me another one had trodden black
somewhere ages and ages hence
a smile coming over my eye of did appear then lightens over the heart
my words are need from the sky where the sun setting and a memory kept
if my heart isn’t on the top of the hill in the bright and happy thought
when all my life is in love
my soul of things above hear gentle voice
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