...Rest now your head
Upon the water line
Crickets and frogs sing rivers' lullabies.
This drift—
O reverie, lift
Over us.
Brother, I'm holding on!
Let's go sail along the shore a while.
Brother, we can race the rowers and the steams.
Herons and the eagles cross the amusement park
Where we can ride the carousel:
A cloud beneath the sun,
Where ours is just begun
This time.
Old friends,
Dear friends.
