Let me inhale
The breath of your splendour
The old and the new,
Wisdom of mountain sage
The playful rocking trees
To willow my heart
Supple and tender;
And wallow myself
a pleasure roll,
The dusk and the dawn;
Thawing the mountain peak
In soft and flowing tears
To lance my heart
To me, to you
In one breath
To do me, rigged
to my unblinking eyes
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