I am really quite simple.
If you want to understand me,
get up with me at seven on Easter Morning
(while realizing that I never rise before one
in the afternoon unless forced)
and come with me down into the valley,
into the woods,
to the bank of the stream
where three rocks almost make a bridge,
pause, and hold still while katydids
fly through the air around us,
buzzing the glory of the risen Christ,
the risen sun.
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