And you are watching
Something over there
In a tree I can’t see
Or along the ground
To the path that leads
To the cool woods
Still dripping from last
Night’s rain still trembling
From the ripping lightening
And the crumbling thunder
Moving from a dream
Into a dreamy morning
And suddenly you get up
And go and lay down
In the wet grass
Rolling in it
And rejoicing
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