Under the descent heat of sun rays
Warmth the inner soul of mine
With partial arm cross comforting my lonely feeling
I consume the beauty of spring mist
Mist afloat giving wispy vapors to breathe
Cool and calm brush among my bare
Stream of gentle breeze swirl
Twirl and twine through their glory ash in plain river
Cascading waterfall in distant creation of the mist-vapor
Such fragrance; Sierra snow
Had me in a trance
Among this misty Yosemite falls
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