And I redo the whole trilogy of the final one,
which is called "Second Wind."
"Where is my second wind, wind high above mad moments
murmuring, madness, thin rimmed, rust
spotted fly, stains rocks of rock sound reasoning.
Need strength, have the taste of iron.
Wings tremble at a word, the word love blind, bird tongue.
Oh strength, python to seduce the rock suck the bird.
I make a covenant with strength.
Sweet snake coiling beyond death slings.
Wind blowing answers.
I wait here in days behind snow willow light.
I woke up music like a deer compelled
to leap the walls of night beside death's plank is there
a clock chiming when promises fly past, the rose,
the fretting pine trees mark diaphanous the fox unasked.
Promise I hold life bright sparrow stay.
This is far better now.
Love strength like the tiger's smile.
Springs from an invisible impetuous proud wind flip Gaia.
Lightning by name yet very still.
In autumn, falls what is to fall.
The plum trees promise purple plum.
Rain, shadows, dying leaves and all things sun heavy.
Why ask what comes?
Love's legend moves with clouds, these vows.
What was not there cannot fall now."
now if you're not too tired, why can't you stand up or something
I'll read you a few that I've done since that.
[APPLAUDING]