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  • Shimmers splendent merge, laden tendrils waver
    descending drops of water disperse in lucid layer
    a smile spread over rainbow sky
    refracted in the raindrops crying eye
    they fall away to where the sun hangs brightly
    trickling down where on the dews are shown
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    on the grounds of morning's blooming down

    Every hour of every day, every leaf on every tree
    each expression borne of every thought
    a sudden joy swarmed to a heart
    with open arms reaching out
    through time to set a place for the unthought
    on that day the welcome is inviting
    with chime, ceremony and good cheer
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    to the sounds of morning breaking clear

    Here the naked child among the others 'neath the sun
    some thrust forward like snakes
    some stood upwise and erect
    some stiffened, taut, virginal and prim
    some bent dead in curves graceful and thin
    they grow away to where the sun hangs brightly
    trickling down where on the dews are seen
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    on the bounds of Morning's Waking Dream
  • Shimmers splendent merge, laden tendrils waver
    descending drops of water disperse in lucid layer
    a smile spread over rainbow sky
    refracted in the raindrops crying eye
    they fall away to where the sun hangs brightly
    trickling down where on the dews are shown
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    on the grounds of morning's blooming down

    Every hour of every day, every leaf on every tree
    each expression borne of every thought
    a sudden joy swarmed to a heart
    with open arms reaching out
    through time to set a place for the unthought
    on that day the welcome is inviting
    with chime, ceremony and good cheer
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    to the sounds of morning breaking clear

    Here the naked child among the others 'neath the sun
    some thrust forward like snakes
    some stood upwise and erect
    some stiffened, taut, virginal and prim
    some bent dead in curves graceful and thin
    they grow away to where the sun hangs brightly
    trickling down where on the dews are seen
    in the play of moments moving lightly
    on the bounds of Morning's Waking Dream