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people-rise
a sun behind them
not up yet
each sudden, as from chrysalis
with hardly an 'I'm here'
and they forget the other world
know the way already
the flower
this loving glance for friends
who can know what told them?
the people rise
they have been all-wishful
now from sleep
they conjure light
day comes through curtains
to the already risen
it was as if breakfast called
when cosy would have lain together
each is a citizen of weather
does one conduct
or are they each their every way?
in each other's?
the people rise
all tremble at
some bump into another, stay
and there are vanishings in
some dream curls from each every day
the people-rise a world embrace
heard here
should we watch
as from another world?
there ought to be a postcard of it
on the brink of an idea
you, in every song and dance
could be the breeze begun
a people rise
mean nothing by it
all the old is swept away
they drift like continents
so clouds around them come
like capes
this one sun stares for the ant scatter of
contending and out
will such a tide dim?
sleep fells
like a good intention
then all fall to feed
know by their secret signs
longer that way
tall with story
often woken to the news
from harmless 'in your dreams' they say
world girdling
all the one wave
out and doing
up and at
it's all fine-tune here on in
and world watch out
too late!
all wonders stand in them
and often brush aside
the people rise
observe!
all heavenly bodies obey
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