Up above, sneaking in from a hole in the sky pavement,
the peaceful burning eye is leading the clouds
to their evening rest. Days are longer now, a crowdy
train of lovely thoughts comes pouring down;
and longer is the wave of wholeness that Pacific sent
on a railway of endless intense sunlight.
3.4.08
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