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Before clash of clouds, thunder, Downpour, darkening, Quickly a robin dips To the table strewn with seed, No vegetarian, snatches One protein mite from pheasants That staidly can feast, supreme; At risk, because fearless, innately Knows all he needs to know For so little a life’s fulfilment.
This morning with ultramarine To scarlet the eastern sky warned Shepherds who long have lain Where hopes and fears are void, Their weather-wise ways defunct. Shifted by sundown, reversed Against black above, matt greys, Wisps of bleakness, brightness More amply those lucent hues fade Foretelling confusion to come.
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