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I walked in the shadow
of a shepherd yesterday
I saw the pristine meadows
as I meandered along the
wading stream
making most careful
my soulful, silent way
there was much promise
in the breath of the wind
a few clouds played chase
with the peak a boo sun
splashing about in
its own disaffected rays
giving off the illusion
that they still could cast
some shade over
whom or whatever
they happen upon
but I did not believe them
the trees at them
as well,
merely giggled and grinned
they too knew
what they were up to
miserly promise
too often trips over
its own pun
tomorrow like today
there will be no real sun
just a clever white night
all too misleadingly posing
itself as one
but for many more
another day will fall
again for its ruse
and some other time
they will themselves
have to pay in some way
just so to lose................
(June 27, 2011 602am)