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Stillness. A solitude in calm, cool enbalming half-light.
Above, a host of heavenly warriors peppers the sky,
Light falling on the nearby Macduff's green-liveried battalions.

All is calm. Silence is disturbed; some rodent falls
Prey to the nightwatchman swooping down,
Gracefully arcing, razor claws unsheathed.

I am alone. Alone in this sea of tranquillity.
At one with the rich earth.
She guards me, keeps me safe.

The sweet, feather-soft cushion of heather below me
Hugs my world-weary frame. I am enveloped with the
Delicate pine-sweet air.

The call of earth's night has won this battle.
 

(C) Philip Ralph Johnston
15 March 1989,
rev. March 1991