Thing on the earth
And love his deft companion
Such a beautiful woman once
You get to know her
It’s just a few feet
To stand in her sunlight
But the darkness is cooler
Or to stand behind the light
And let it lead you like a plant
Into its intimate weaving
You can see what the sparrow
Is thinking with that bug
In its beak waiting on the roof-edge
How will I ever make it home
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