The Unbearable Lightness of Being

# There's a bright golden haze on the meadow

# There's a bright golden haze on the meadow

# The corn is as high as an elephant's... #

Such light! Such levity! Such laughter!

Why do my feet barely appear to touch the ground?
Why am I so delicately light-headed?
Why is every child rosy-cheeked, every flower a rose?
Why is the air full of songbirds calling my name?

Am I in love? Have I discovered a cure for cancer?
Have I painted a masterpiece?

You ask me why?

I've finally done my bloody tax return, that's why!