walking through the light

You lift your left

foot forward the day

stops and laughs

and starts to step lightly

while the sun stands still

You lift your right

foot forward the sun

strolls lightly

off from the day that’s

at a standstill in the trees

Breasts high you stroll

the trees walk the sun

follows the day goes

to meet you the sky

invents sudden clouds

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