This poetic image is from Bob Ivers, in response to "Puzzling Over Pattern."
"I saw two newly born fawns today in our woods.
They were patterned with white, gold and tan spots.
The leaves of tall trees moved in a slight and soft wind patterning
white sunlight across the woods floor and the fawns.
Two patterns merged - both alive and ever changing."
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