I would lie beneath the trees
And dream the hours away, in heat
And listen to the hum of bees
The apples tumble at my feet
Full of warmth and summer sun
Dripping juice so ripe and sweet
How smooth this nectar on the tongue!
I steep my sense in joy, replete
And feel that I am ever young
The sun will sink, the evening comes
As the hourglass, tireless, runs
But I will stay here, in the night,
To look up to the endless stars,
Rotating glimmers fill my sight
The Dreaming Path 
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