Farther...

 
For Sula.

There among the knowing trees,
she could only stand and stare,
her waiting heart shorn of care,
all silent but the singing bees;
No wind, no words, her soul bare,
unfettered as the bounding hare
glimpsed among the knowing trees;
Tomorrow might her journey fare
swifter than today she’d dare,
farther than the singing bees.

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