As if spring herself, she overslept and wept all day in our empty bed far away the frogs they longingly quack for thick warm rain as I walk to the back of the yard the waving grass the silence of my heart The palms so buoyantly pointing out This paradise we made Can I stay a while? Barefoot azure tile our purple isle the surface cool and clear as glass as I dive into the slow deep water sunlight pierced the quiet blue eyed water, make me light as my heart and though I didn't know t from the start I turn around toward diamond skies This paradise we made