When
After period of drear
Dry throat
And
bleak blank
Of a sudden
The flow comes
The thoughts rise
And
The smile of heavens
Rears:
Then
My tongue by my
Mind spurred
Sings a word
And then few words
And then more words
More to more I versify
For
Too now the ice hard melts
Warmth and sun
And
The blessings of smiles
All
All around me dances, turns!
And
I sing and sing and sing.
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