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poem for pastors

wrap the earth in cloudy weather
when you come tonight
this ancient silver bowl of mine
the mountains they are silent folk
over the river they beckon to me
in and of itself
the meadow was creeping
i fill this cup
old wine to drink
earth travails
dear wife
why do

 



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