Beckoning of hills and dales
Or is that of the Neptune?
Wintry vales or is that of torrid tropics
Puny rivulet or waves of sea
My feet is ready for wetting
Swards off a lake or sands on a beach
To sprawl about, eyes glued on stars
A ride through the glen or a setting sea
Mind urges on for a weekend sally
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