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Why does a humming bee Secret the words That we decline to trust Why does he understand The fledgling world; That we commend to dust. Is there not a flower In the desert sand;
Curiously, I once heard music where there was none! this I perceived when -two deaf and dumb, young lovers were caught-up in an all embracing kiss. After which they spoke in sign,
Daybreak brings a hope so grand; Only in our torn dreams brier roses Untangling do we begin to understand? What sparkle in the shadows composes The lyrics on the wind quietly broken
“To walk in nature as Wordsworth; did, To see the pensive stars in there grid A Moon-white-ice-crimped lake The hilltops burning, slowly; opaque Ashen as autumns, burnished, reds
Soft ephemeral words of love; I feel them floating, like downy Feathery wings, on the wind: “Each time we capture” them: Our white wings dove Into those whispering, eaves