* * * As Grey Cardinal...

Morning as morning... The sun as the sun... But beams shone- All the same not so.... The squint rabbit Has frightened The lame - squirrel... But wolves do not Frightened them, more... Only intolerable Cold - indifference... Which walked with a cap Invisible by winds... Look as, grey cardinal... But, Woodfairy sings From the morning still For a fern and a maple.. But he stay on across brook, In both hands - took Too, one's old the map... Morning as morning... The sun as the sun... But beams shined- All the same not as....