In the reflection of the water
On the ceiling I can see
The breeze breath out dark forms
That spiral across its surface
And rush at one another and embrace
Some of yesterday's rain I caught
For just this purpose in a pail
A little experiment so I could lie
On my back on the floor and look up
To a facsimile of the beginning
So I could feel what a drop feels
Falling from the roof and yet
Reflected dancing on the ceiling
Before the restless sun moves on
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