


| One life of a man With One human tree. Here in a world full of patients, One of the stargazer patients, Need of doctors And they, themselves, ill That they may be cured. Are these real? Are these imagined? Or just spiritual illnesses Cannot yet we Realize, Does it have to be pointed Out It’s just the tremendous Majesty of the human tree. |
| A Fragrance at 19 By Rhonda Deirdre Rauch |