Not only sands and
Were once more on their travels,
But gulping muddy
Great boulders off their
Bumped heads together
And started down the gully.
Whole capes caked off in slices.
I felt my standpoint
In the universal crisis.
But with one step backward takenI saved myself from going.
A world torn loose went by me.
Then the rain stopped and the blowing,
And the sun came out to dry me.
