The Sun Is Filtered Through a Canopy
Music: Fugue in Eb Major from the Well-Tempered Clavier, Book 2.
By J.S. Bach. Sequenced by Yo Tomita.
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|The sun is filtered through a canopy
High above the limits of your senses.
In cool, lush shade you live a sheltered life,
Refreshed by love, restored by child and wife,
There being little need for strong defenses.
You know, then, just how precious is each tree.
The life of each shapes all life equally.
Happiness and sorrow know no fences.
Roots serve the soil even in their strife.
Each fingered branch has larger consequences.
Each thought comes from beyond what you can see.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon