In the rampant reddy roots

of the wild and windy wood

a solitary deer

behaving as it should,

tiptoed away from us

where afterwards i flew

in the wild, wild wood

with the carpeting of blue.

The gentleness of light

with the beaming of the yellow

flung my body

into smell

of intoxicting meadow

soft sound bells all around

a variety of lush

an oxygen of throbbing in the psalmulambic hush.