And in a strange way undefined Losing the one living hold The limit that I call my mind The "bound to" thing I call my soul
I love the things that children love Yet with a comprehension deep That lifts my pinning soul above Those in which life is yet the sleep
All things the simple hard and bright Unnoticed and too keen warn with With each eyes' natural delight That makes me proudly weep at it
I love the heavens with a joy That makes me wonder at my soul In his a pleasure knocking cloy A thrilling I cannot control
So streched out here let me lie Before for the sun that soaks me up And let me gloriously die Thinking too deep of living skies
Be solved of the sun and spread Over the infinite expanse Dissolve like a drop of too dead Lost in a supernormal trend
And in a strange way undefined Losing the one living hold The limit that I call my mind The "bound to" thing I call my soul
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