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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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