Dance around the maypole young doe join the flowers & lights & singing watch the dresses flutter in bloom and the hair swim in the warm summer air. It is nighttime, young doe & and you lie alone on the earth like a leaf released and ready to sleep under snow. Are you asleep now young doe? Do you breathe a different time than the more lively and alive? Look! They are in bloom together! While you, young foolish doe, lie alone in a different time — after the harvest, after the end of all this, ready to sleep. So sleep now, sleep now young dow, if you do not wish to dance around the maypole, then sleep. & so ready yourself for the snowfalls of winter to bury you while those above sleep in warm homes in eachother's arms after the dance in the summer air.