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SONGS OF THE SOUL

MOHAWK TRAIL

Welcomed by a fresh and smiling day,Usher'd by trees benign that layTo shade our bodies from the jealous sun,With rubber shoes pressing on asphalt road,With softly humming noise we rodeThrough Mohawk Trail where Adam lies.Unlike all other joyful ridesWhen mind with sameness was dulled sometimes and did abideThe time and common scenes in passive mood,My mind was now so full, bright and good.A strange, unknown, unthought, new thrillDid steal o'er me in soothing sweep so still.I raced with wind and scattered smilesThat played with sunshine, spread for miles.My secret hoarded joy in vault of soulI extravagantly did spend withalTo buy new nature's gaudy scenesThat one hasty, racing peddler brought me in.

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