Single breath between double visions:
Buckle and reform many in me
As a concise reverie!
Nothing to hold concrete
But mere abstract reverent
The vision and the breath
For the perfection of the earth
Why is that intense impact in me?
Reasonless, reasonless….
O! Seconds pardon not to think you
Tedious for many
But precious for me
O! Reverie! Reverie of spirit—
Do not melt…
Tangible hauls to harrow,
But mere a concise reverie
Reasons are in reason,
But no reason for passion
Alas! Passion consumes the reason.
O! Reverie! Reverie of wit
Do not melt…
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