Out and greenly afar I am wind-bellowed. Under my dreams possessed, I am an only barren meadow. The sand drops on everything And I smile at the rest. I am home to beaches of stone Under my dreams unguessed. I will not stop at your hand, I will not stop at the Edge. My feet will be there staking, My feet will make me stand. Now that I'm off the thick zest And into a buzzing mortal scheme, I take scissors to my seams And stand under my dreams undressed.