Wilson Ogg

(Berkeley, California, USA)

When We Romp And Dance

We are not destined for toil but for frolic
Those who labor miss their clues
And act meagerly their roles
We who play need no utterance but
---the breath of life itself.

In our rollicking, we capture nature
That plays hide and seek with us
---shunning and yet yielding to us

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