When labor for the sake of vision has filled your heart / with its solid satisfactory shine,

and the details crossed off each list number higher / than those yet to come,

take yourself and a box full of sustenance: / a good hat and sturdy shoes / plus that laugh that hasn’t

much emerged since last winter / and get thee to good music. / Lay your body down

in the field grasses / soak in the sound of harmonies rising on the fair breezes / and when the spirit

moves you / allow yourself to be moved / and keep moving / to join in the great speckled dance

of jubilative restoration; / go Get Down / and call it holy / for this is what will redeem you

in your own eyes / and legs / and elbows, / that you heed the call of joy / when in comes

and greet it / eyes alight / hips shaking / laughter firmly loosed / in your heart.