| 1 | lint and dust dances in the afternoon | |
| 2 | Seven tiny specks of dust, each of which was the length of | |
| 3 | Man comes as wind and rain but goes like mote. | |
| 4 | Or perhaps fallout from the memoir's bombshell revelations. | |
| 5 | On motes light belief meet in the Peach Garden. |