seeds lave with water on its grave
songs of joy o'er farmer cascade
sheets of air be milieu of trees
comes the day, cements, asphalts will freeze.
oh down, farmer plants on rocky fields
thou' sick earth dwell in his deep iris
why skylarks view no land o' promised?
oh dost people enslave woods of hills
deaf hears lowly rustle of leaves.
he hails for cries of lambent skies
to wake ye green in mod'rn spheres
oh cease pursuit of amber steels.
oh down, farmer plants on desert dunes
whilst asphalts dance on aged mud
art of men dost fright flowering bud
soils beneath, seeds bore roots' sinews
day's come, day's come, rock, cement, so clam
lashing, caging motherland's palm
day's come, day's come hear seed growth's drum
sailing to air of modern tongue
on crack cement seas, stone oasis
plants grow taller, oh heav'n chasing
farmer, cuckoo-bird, other species see
how desert turn'd to Eden-land, promised.
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