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I LEAN SUNWARD by CLINTON SCOLLARD

First Line: I LEAN SUNWARD ALL THE YEAR
Last Line: TO THE LIGHT BEHIND THE SUN!
Subject(s): SUN; TREES;
I LEAN sunward all the year, --
Copses green or copses sere,
Time of rose or time of rime,
Tree-toad chirp or cricket-chime!

I lean sunward; in my veins
Ichor runs and ardor reigns,
Lifting me, upon my course,
Toward light's elemental source.

I lean sunward; may there be
Something that shall buoyance me,
When life's varied race be run,
To the Light behind the sun!



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