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Upon A Limestone Bed I Lie

Upon a limestone bed I lie
Whilst gazing into azure sky
Through depths of folial canopies
Which shimmer in the passing breeze.

Kinetic hues of lights and shades
Ascending all to sky-lit glades.
Light, sound, texture, colour, breeze
A dapply-dancing through the trees.

From off my stone transported high
Transcending lower canopies,
I bathe me in this spangled sky
A semblance of His mysteries.

Poetry written whilst lying on a limestone bed on the edge of a woodland somewhere in Silverdale and gazing ever upwards.