We two, how long we were fool’d,
now transmuted, we swiftly escape as Nature escapes,
we are Nature, long have we been absent, but now we return,
we become plants, trunks, foliage, roots, bark,
we are bedded in the ground, we are rocks,
we are oaks, we grow in the openings side by side,
we are two clouds forenoons and afternoons driving overhead,
we are seas mingling, we are two of those cheerful waves rolling over each other and interwetting each other,
we are what the atmosphere is, transparent, receptive, pervious, impervious,
we are snow, rain, cold, darkness,
we are each product and influence of the globe,
we have circled and circled till we have arrived home again, we two,
we have voided all but freedom and all but our own joy.
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