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Immortality (Poem)

Strange joy is mine when I behold
Eternal Life on earth unfold;
Mature beneath the golden rays,
Of infinite recurring days;
To blaze in color from the wings,
Of simple unpretending things.

And many lovely petals fall,
Seem trodden underneath it all:
But many vital seeds remain,
And fallen flowers come again,
And come again eternally—
Strange joy is mine that this should be.

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