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untitled: the hill above Taff Wells

the hill above Taff Wells
- it's orange brown green
and misty cloud enveloped -
says "peace" to me
while the train rattles "commerce"
and my gut ruffles
it ruffles me

the round lady across the aisle
is she frumpy or dumpy
I look away

all day I'm "judging"
exhausting my patience
am I discerning
or exhausting my soul

they say there's an end to this journey
yeah the wheel fall off the bus
and us oldies filter through meditation
looking for relief

in the UK the autumnal trees
are yellowy browns and brown greens
a refinement of the day
on our treadmill way

oh half a year and spring will spring lime bright
and we'll go walking through the town
clinging to promise
expecting satisfactions to be there for a prayer
say thank you and smile
we've been here before
in the eternal bright and blight

while the hills above Taff Wells
orange brown green
and misty cloud 'veloped
say peace
say peace
on this autumnal day







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