Rekindled virtues
Are strewn beyond my sight
Scaling the height of day
With a hearty chorus of redemption
The winds harmonize
Brisk, tame, and renewing
Drawn to the hearth of peace
In the high, blaring sun
For now I simmer
Among untroubled reveries
Retaining their flavor
Their faultless tranquility
No harm can come
At this merciful time
Assured by the drone
Of my beloved and thriving
No malice can prevail
In this docile age
Where I may tromp restored
Brimmed only with affection

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