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A COOL WET RIPPLE.
I lose myself in all the life around me,A cool wet ripple adown the stream I go,
I widen out to meet the hills that bound me,
The horizon hills that bound my being's flow,
Softly I melt me out into the ether
All bathed about, without, within, with air,
And sink into the earth, and dive beneath her
Green surface-garden, blossoming, broad and fair,
Along the branches brown I stretch my fingers,
My finger tips pervade the points of leaves,
Awake, aware of the warm life that lingers
In the midst, the leafy soul that sings and grieves,
Stirring the sap within the various veins
With vegetable rapture, pangs and pains.
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