I came to this oak
by the bay on this dark day
in the Capitol.
Liberty’s birthplace!
I am given to ironies
but the tree refreshed
my mind with breezes;
spontaneously hope stirs
in this tragic place.
Li Po, confronting
the ways of earth and heaven,
kept faith with the moon.
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