Big Sun

Obelisk above Nantlle Valley, Wales

Big sun,
Hang over,
As I live and breathe
In the light of orange fox,
As the sound
Of distant stream
Cools my fire
And stirs green trees.

Moon signs,
White light,
In the depths of valleys
Where rocks rise
Like great ships
And wheat ears catch the breeze
Of the forever changing.

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