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now - if I choose to be still -
there is only the beating of my heart

and now - if I choose to listen -
- and have chosen to be still -
the grouse no longer fear me
- fall silent - so now -
I hear the speeding hum
of bees and the wind in the heather

for all now is attuned to see the kite
skim in beauteous grace
of violent silence - of the beating heart

The Blue Book

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