Certain words of the surgeon came back
to my memory
Thought Zhou. I used to hunt after
dawn, in a sad way.
Why be concerned about mountains now,
when
The flat lands stretch out so far round that life will be lived
Traveling them; sometimes through eternal
and shadowy
Ceremonies, by devious and uncertain
paths -
Like those times in the cities where
my nights
Were generally restless, dark and entangled
and difficult -
Since dreams were dictated to me in
something very like
A classroom setting with sea clouds
sun moon desert mountains
Lakes in the room; in short a world in
the lamplight, not cold and
Diseased and thus sinister, but magnetic
that singular commotion,
That natural easy connexion with the
rest of the universe removed
From the golden? They did not look up
when a carriage passed by.
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