Discover the seas now
the waters
burn in the sun
the surface only
the deeps run cool
and fresh from day's
beginning:
hang
up
the straits
sing
sing
sing
the
morn
is risen
the waters sparkle
the lark on its wing
the first bough rustling
through thickets green
animals are bustling
in
their first conjunction
with the Conscious after
cutting off
the umbilical chord from the
Sub-Conscious reign.
discover
discover
the verses now,
today
will they flow more
than they did yesterday?
Ah! as snows melting
they slide in glee
the verses
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