  LET us sprinkle in the air Colours, colours everywhere. Peacock’s eyes in April showers Plucked in silver-sandalled hours, Wings of fireflies iridescent, Jets of drift-wood incandescent. Let us hurl them to the skies Ere the pallid dawn arise. Minion jewel-plumaged birds, Specks and flecks in dappled herds, Tangle in your moonlit hair Whilst you’re smiling unaware. In the paper fluttering Pipe-like voices seem to sing, Little flutes of heron bone, Tremulously soft in tone As by eerie wizards played, Make one wonder, half afraid. Empty trickle of the breeze Through the perfumed orangeries Like a tiptoe of a faun, Come a-heralding the dawn. Let us sprinkle in the air Colours, colours everywhere. |
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