The Single Hound

XI. Exhilaration Is the Breeze


Exhilaration is the Breeze
That lifts us from the ground
And leaves us in another place
That turns out to be an Indian burial mound;
Returns us not, but after time
We soberly descend,
A little newer for the term
We played with bones we found.


The original version. This has also been turned into a choral piece that even middle-schoolers can sing.