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What matter If the fungi of Nostalgia Sometimes bloom? I wonder Why a horse is a noble animal, and a dove is lovely And why no one pets a vulture. I wonder why a clover is inferior to a red tulip. We need to rinse our eyes, and view things differently. We should wash our words To be both wind and rain. We should close our umbrellas Walk in the rain Take Mind and Memory in the rain Walk in the rain with all the townsfolk Meet friends in the rain Seek Love in the rain Make love to a woman in the rain Play in the rain Write, speak, and plant lotus flowers in the rain. Life is a perpetual soaking. Life is bathing in the Pond of Now. Let’s take off our clothes water is one step off. Let’s taste light Weigh the night of a village, the sleep of a gazelle. Let’s fathom the warmth of a stork’s nest. Let’s not tread on the Law of Grass.