Winterpassed，andthesummercameThetrunksofmadrono，allaflame，HereandtherethroughtheunderwoodLikepillarsoffirestarklystood。
AllofthebreezysolitudeWasfilledwiththespicingofpineandbayAndresinousodorsmixedandblended；
Anddimandghostlike，faraway，Thesmokeoftheburningwoodsascended。
Thenofasuddenthemountainsswam，Theriverspiledtheirfloodsinadam，TheridgeaboveLosGatosCreekArcheditsspineinafelinefashion；
Theforestswaltzedtilltheygrewsick，AndNatureshookinaspeechlesspassion；