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Once blackened by the fiery trial
Now glistening in the sun
The dead and living intertwined;
One life is all but over
The other just begun
Though dead, there is reminder still
Of life-long reaching up
Stretching out and reaching forth;
To see the path beneath the growth
Is where my mind is stuck
The living shows the green of life
Dancing with the breezes
The path beneath is much obscured;
One’s path, perhaps, of no import
The growth is that which pleases.