Friday, 7 January 2022

How sweet this morning air in spring

 

How sweet this morning air in spring

 

How still this evening sea in shadow

How green this country day in summer

How human this strange god in heaven

How heavy this funeral sky in autumn

How sharp this ancient axe in battle 

How alone this village dog in winter

How clear this western sun in memory

How sweet this morning air in spring

 

 

 

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