Let me stop here. Let me, too,
look at nature awhile.
The brilliant blue of the morning sea,
of the cloudless sky,
the yellow shore; all lovely, all bathed in light.
Let me stand here.
And let me pretend I see all this
(I really did see it for a minute
when I first stopped)
and not my usual day-dreams
here too, my memories,
those images of sensual pleasure.