'what has fallen into my heart?'
Said the pool.
(It was the sky.)
'Blue it is, and very cool,
Blue and brave and beautiful;
And never a ripple waving from it
Makes me sigh.'
'What has fallen into my heart?'
Came again.
(It was the stars.)
' Purple followed the blue, and then
Softly—though I knew not when—
Twinklings of gold, dropping silently
Through night's bars.'
I am busy working to bring Cale Young Rice's "The Pool" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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