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A Final Cry Praise life-Praise life- Before the fall Of winter's knife, They stand and call, O man, praise life. The bee who goes To the aster knows December's fear; The butterfly On a daisy's eye, That death is near; Flies in the sun, That summer's done; Ripe berries wait Their certain Fate. In red and gold The lesson's told; In ecstasy The end foresee. A final cry From earth to sky, Tree, fruit, and flower, Before the hour Of sacrifice: Praise life, O man, While yet you can. Anne Morrow Lindbergh |
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