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in moments of the rain’s beginning
stand in a circle like this
a kind of magic
in the meadow boulder
mossed, awash with day
some certain sheep
fleece by the grass
the rain will stop to say
all of this is kingdom
when and where it’s wished
…and still clouds fray
then the sun comes telling round
in hours
in days
in moments of
the rain’s beginning
scree stumble with
and keep your centre
sure footed
sometimes four
a kind of magic
in the meadow boulder
mossed, awash with day
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