God is good
It is a beautiful night
The bent flowers
Are bathing in their own light
Lost Jack is sleeping
In the hollow under the wood
His mind a little fire
A little flower God is good
These small hours
There are sparks in the brier
A soft bloom creeps
Over the sleep of the little sire
And the dream is far
And the brush is light
God is good
It is a beautiful night
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