Come now, there must be more of my heart I can outpour.
This form grants such fluidity, yet direction and solidity.
The morning blooms bright and shiny, far from glooms and demons, whiny.
The sun is high, in a crystal sky; the leaves are lush with a full, fresh green. The day ahead is far from bed: it begins to catch the dreams one's seen.
Yellow flowers in the garden, at a height of a full six feet, say, "The nightly dark, we pardon and have come, the dawn to meet."
This form grants such fluidity, yet direction and solidity.
The morning blooms bright and shiny, far from glooms and demons, whiny.
The sun is high, in a crystal sky; the leaves are lush with a full, fresh green. The day ahead is far from bed: it begins to catch the dreams one's seen.
Yellow flowers in the garden, at a height of a full six feet, say, "The nightly dark, we pardon and have come, the dawn to meet."
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