Parading

The wind that names

If you find yourself lost, dig

As the character yi, change, is derived

You are sand, wind, sun, and burning sky,

I bronzed my shoes and I hung ’em from a rearview mirror

And all that’s best of dark and bright

All times coexist, said Pancho Ferri,

There’s a rainbow before me

Here I go and I don’t know why,

All hail the dark blooms of amaryllis