A Tributary to an Artist

Along the Rapidan river
The trees are standing still
Yet running through your mind
And dancing with your will—

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An eye beholds the detail
A heart to know the whole
You wander, wait, and watch
Trusting the beauty of the soul.

Easier to find truth when you know it to be
Simpler to awake beauty with a mind that truly sees
Wonder feeds attention, that great gift of life
That flows from tree to tree, drawing out our sight.