Where the Wild Light Waits

Beyond the fresh grass

Of spring

And the decay of winter

The blue of spring

And summer

Awaits the

Moment

Beyond the trees

And in the thick of the rough

The wild light waits

To bring the fervor of

Another

Summer day

To the course

And to the game

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