Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Found

Now let the fish-hawks call in pairs
from the sandbars in the stream.

And let us take the painted boat
through the cresses on the lake.

And let us track the silver sun
on the ripples, on the waves.

And let us have the bell and drum --
ringing bell and beating drum --

With bells and drums let us rejoice;
with bells and drums let us be glad.

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