Then, one by one, each gleaming ray Entice each still branch to play And droplets twinkle where they lay As sunlight spins its dance. The sequined gowns upon the trees Glitter in the chilly breeze, Reflecting colors meant to please The idle passer-by. As if by some mysterious call The clouds begin to build their wall Detaining Nature's glowing ball Within their dismal grasp. The crystal statues stand in place, A jealous moon tries to replace The absent rays that kissed the face Of icy, crystal trees. If you don't know what direction to take, you haven't acknowledged where you are.
Direction can be a very confusing concept.
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