That
so our sweetly temper’d song
Nor
be to short, nor seeme to long.
so
sings
the
shine
of
summers
sun
above
*
rays
dissipate into
west
& blue
round
an island
up
come birds
an
instant
song
*
Nothing
more than
the
silence of the hyacinth isles
free
and full of song
*
I
have placed the full leaved
trees
behind for I will
always
find or see
will
always see the leaves
by
light or shade
*
content
on
the top of
the
rock mountain
one
will
not
fall
*
finding
a
stream
I
find
I
do
what
a
stream will
*
as
it is carved by water
the
rock between
the
river shores
carves
the waters clear
*
out
from
woods
I
go
down
to
climb
down
the
mountain
down
beside
the
route
of
stream
down
from
through
the
mountains
*
stop
&
rest
&
sit
beneath
the
leaves
of
the tamarind tree
seedpods
play
their
tune
I
am losing
strength
to
sing
to
long
*
where
was this
land
alone
where
I was
walking
&
where
was I
where
I sing
if
only this
be
what I wish
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