Raise your flowery head
up from the damp earth
stretch your chirping bones
up to the full moon
all the rivers are rushing to meet
your beating heart
all the children of Adam
are waking to your throaty chorus
rain over rain weaves
a carpet of happiness
and the youngest stars
stare over your body with
wonder and amazement
we have thrown back the blanket
of winter's bones
and fumbling for the light switch
have accidentally turned on the sun
What joy!
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