Saturday 3 March 2012

Deranged

When I first heard this I was swept away,
far off to a deserted valley where the wind howled,
and the grass bent and the rocks polished by the weather.
The sky was full of dark clouds racing over me,
and I shut my eyes, and when I opened them,
I'd forgotten everything, 
so I listened again for the first time...
























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