I'm glad I sat on it and slept
On it and waited for it to rain
When rain was no more
In the offing than you
But here it is lovelier
For not being expected
I'm happy I followed
Morton Feldman's advice
About never knowing when
You're gonna hear something
Or see something freezing you
In your steps that stroke of joy
Lovelier for sparing your life
When it's still raining softly
And look there are still several
Indeterminate string quartets to go
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