Smriti Singh First Draft

A man rows a canoe. Dance music plays and words appear on the screen

I wandered lonely as a cloud,

[0:06] Shots of people in motion, from an adult woman holding a candle to two young boys laughing

That floats on high o’er vales and hills

[0:12] Shots of decorations and arts and crafts

When all at once, I saw a crowd,

[0:30] A woman lying in bed

A host of golden daffodils;

[0:33] Clips of posters are superimposed over a video of a man running through a city

[0:40] Now, clips of candles are imposed over a shot of a scenic, green range of mountains.

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

[0:46] A group of young people at a concert, dancing

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

[0:53] Two women in a canoe.

[0:55] The same man running as before, this time on a bridge

[0:58] A woman in a boat, wearing a bamboo hat, looking at the sun and her surroundings on the water.

[1:05] The two boys with a set of decorative candles. A woman comes over and holds one up.

[1:10] A top-down shot of noodle soup

And twinkle on the milky way,

[1:18] Shots of a hand holding a pencil on a desk with papers; the hand starts drawing circles using a compass

They stretched in never-ending line

[1:23] A hand takes a lighter to what looks to be wax

Along the margin of a bay;

[1:33] A hand scrolling through a smartphone

[1:34] A woman, who is lying down, snuggles up to a cat

Ten thousand I saw at a glance…

[1:40] Shots of candles and makeup supplies

[1:45] A group of excited people attending a concert at night. There is a colorful light show.

[1:50] The two women in the canoe

Tossing their heads in a sprightly dance!

[1:53] A group of people rollerblading down a city street. The running man darts past them.

[2:00] A shot of someone’s moving feet as he or she balances on a log

The waves beside them danced

[2:09] A woman in a canoe at night. She is surrounded by buildings. She places one of the decorative candles into the water and lets it float.

But they out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

[2:15] Someone tossing a noodle soup with chopsticks.

[2:20] The woman in the canoe. It is light out.

[2:24] Someone lighting a candle

A poet could not but be gay,

[2:31] A woman lying down with a phone and headphones on

In such a jocund company:

[2:40] The woman petting her cat and holding it.

[2:45] Shots of colorful wall decorations

I gazed-and gazed- but little thought

[2:57] Confetti falling through the air

[3:00] The people at the concert

What wealth the show to me had brought:

[3:05] The woman in her canoe

[3:08] The man running through the city

[3:13] The running man, now walking, approaches a woman while smiling.

[3:15] A green countryside full of hills

For oft, when on my couch I lie

[3:20] A woman places another candle in the water

[3:24] A woman playing a Nintendo DS

[3:30] A drawing hand

In vacant or in pensive mood,

[3:34] A hand lighting a candle

[3:42] A prone cat looking into the distance

That flash upon the inward eye

[3:58] What looks to be a POV shot from the canoe as it travels through the water

[3:59] The people at the concert

Which is the bliss of solitude,

[4:05] The two women in the canoe
[4:09] Someone riding a moped on a bridge

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

[4:13] The camera pans up, revealing a cityscape

[4:19] The same woman he running man approached getting off her moped and taking off her helmet

And dances with the daffodils