Beneath a tin can sky of indigo-blue
and the doves can coo
on nature's mother earth
adorning the Ponderosa Pines
with a basketful of jubilation
as God's shells sunlight
cascading over babbling brook
and Ebenezer stones
in poetic Genesis
and the doves can coo
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