Why don\'t we fly through the flowers on dragonfly wings?
Or hark to the lark on her rise to the skies as she sings?
Why don\'t we ride on a rainbow, the wind in our hair?
Or lie on our backs in the sun with our feet in the air?
But could we? - and should we? - and shall we? - and dare we? - but when?
Perhaps we should wait a bit longer, and ponder, and then -
Maybe we\'ll never do anything ever again!