
This must be the sweetest place
From here to over there
Feel of the wild animals graze
The country beneath over sky?
Those you bring, broken?
Rolling and falling through grass
Fresh was the ? stone
?
The wanton? fields, the snowy down
The campus swing?, afraid to drown
Stretching and waiting and waiting
Everything's coming to hide?
Green leaf the brightest? all day
Down by the lake we're? asleep
? swan
Such is the beast, only dewdrop ?
Beneath the ? blue
?
I read the things I can't speak?
Everybody's sleeping?
Everybody's sitting ?

It's beginning, to, and back again.
The Wire Page and the mirror thereof.