Rosary
Bone and stone and feather
Leaf and stick and shell,
Scent of purple heather
Sound of ocean swell.
Green of grass below me
Blue of skies above,
Iced beck burbling freely
Cooing of a dove.
Thunder up in heaven
Drizzle in the breeze,
Kronking of the raven
Snow upon the trees.
Swooping murmuration
Swirling Northern Lights
Swifts’ airborne gyration,
Bumble bee in flight.
Fledgling’s hungry calling
Curlew’s haunting cry,
Wind through grasses rushing
Breeze’s gentle sigh.
Mist through woods now pouring
Ghost of breath in air,
Sun in azure soaring
Moon in ink set fair.
Bone and stone and feather
Leaf and stick and shell,
Whatever be the weather
Such things will keep me well.
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