Ruffled Shirt 1970There’s something about a ruffled shirt
With cuffs turned back, perhaps a vest,
A James Dean look, intense, alert,
Black, and white, and silver.
There’s something about a wintry creek
With a railroad bridge, an Indian trail
And an inner spirit laid out in snow -
Black, and white, and silver.
The white of my shirt and the white of the snow
The black of vest, and tree, and rock -
They call to my spirit come out! come out!
Be black, and white, and silver.
I put on my shirt and I go to the woods
Where I walk by the silver stream,
And my spirit comes out like the golden sun
Of a morning after a dream.
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