I saw this morning at sunrise,
in the open country,
a green toad,
fat and complacent,
motionless in the grass,
gazing absorbed
with his round, bulging eyes
as though meditating on the mystery
of the great dawning light.
I saw this morning at sunrise,
in the open country,
a green toad,
fat and complacent,
motionless in the grass,
gazing absorbed
with his round, bulging eyes
as though meditating on the mystery
of the great dawning light.
