Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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Why post this in July, after the two globally hottest days in human recorded history? Bc ephemeral beauty is there if we are willing to see it.