the holes in the skin
of this tree make a line
of this tree make a line
the woodpecker laid
the design
all the beetles inside
made a home
in the hollow
in the hollow
the tree would die
and the woodpecker
and the woodpecker
follow
the sun would stitch the earth
together with light
together with light
the shadows would
grow the seams would
show
grow the seams would
show
I knew then of thee
divine
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