under sky and shepherd


under ceiling
we click and righteous,
fox and scramble,
stumble and hide

while low above
you slow and murmur,
gift and widen,
voice en-glide

days to count
the full up open,
months, years weeks
the trace inside

plain enfield
the rising season,
lifting tend
the fold beside
.

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