• heart Sing you melodies song cool breeze of the clouds
    And wave thy transparent hand against my brow

    I will reject you rambunctious ways
    Nor tremble as thou whistle trough the sky

    Forget not the frail and violent maturity of thee
    Yet to the core knowing how to love the

    Yes:

    Close to thee I fall and swim in thou vapors
    And watch the blue birds sing as they sail to the sun