Come upon this circumstance
Given only once to prance
Up inside a moving phrase
Still repose in dazle daze
Outward feelings left to energize
Knowing less than other wise
Times to be like none before
Simple journeys shore to shore
Spinning round to cover all
Wrapped up tight in memory's shawl
Often beats a heart like drum
In early rhythms mouth to thumb
Clearly marked is chance so rare
Those who dance rise one with air
Of such a relished hour as this
Is all myself in blooming bliss
Got up too late to write this daown
All that's left is welcome sound
