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On Top of The Downs

Kneeling
towards the sun
breathing the wind
for inspiration
a pagan
in nature's cathedral

It is true
Saturday walks 
Are my religion

the communion of friends
and strangers
the shared tables 
the adventures
the banter
and always
such wild beauty
so close to the city
it seems appropriate
to kneel