03 October 2007

all our dealings

a sort of greyness making gentler light
appears with rain and soothes my sleepy soul
there's a flag flapping somewhere on its pole
we've a long way to go till we reach night
there's more to know than what fits into sight
each one's a mouse timid inside its hole
while down the hillside giant boulders roll
these are the symbols of some kind of might
rain holds us in our place and makes us smile
at memories that tell us who we've been
that take us back that speak of journeys far
feet start to ache at thoughts of every mile
eyes now must weep at thought of what we've seen
but heart leap up for knowing who we are

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