| The Snow Leopard |
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| The way is to climb |
| The way is to lie still |
| And let the moon do its work on your body |
| And then to rise |
| Through forests and oceans of lives |
| And through the way of the black rocks |
| Splitting, wide |
| And flow |
| Ten thousand miles." |
| Well, I’ve had enough |
| Wasting my body, my life |
| I’ll come away, come away from the shallows |
| But can this sullen child |
| As bound as the ox that I ride |
| Climb to the heart of the white wind |
| Singing, high |
| And blow |
| Through my frozen eyes? |
