Flowers open, dreams form,
Swarm to me perpetual stars!
And down below
But in slow motion
Trees by fibrous roots
Renew sensations
Through the forest sounding boards.
We, with one accord,
Must now embrace our tactile world
And let the Spirits be
To vague philosophy.
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