With some greeting, the heavens provided me— A bird flying back and now still, The moment of briskness which moves, With ideas cherished to enjoy, should of every day be more That it gave virtue— knowingly, Of thoughts lasting lifetimes within.
With some greeting, the heavens provided me— A bird flying back and now still, The moment of briskness which moves, With ideas cherished to enjoy, should of every day be more That it gave virtue— knowingly, Of thoughts lasting lifetimes within.