Earth's Tranquilities
On three levels, the last word
On tranquility.
Earth-world. Ballooning.
Biking, boating through.
And is there none, life-burdened
Who suffers for it!
Live on, be pitied.
If neither lightness of being
For the soul's healing
Will be sought of you.
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