THE WOOD OF DREAMS.

THE WOOD OF DREAMS
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Here in the Wood of Dreams, be still, be still!
I weary of your passion and your sighing,

For I would hear the silent, joyous laugh
That mocks all anxious men afraid of dying.

There is a knowledge hid among the trees,
Philosophy amid the grasses glistens:
I think I hear, “There’s no such thing as death”

Be silent-silent! All my spirit listens.

—-Georgia Wood Pangborn

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