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Hello,

I don’t think I’ve ever posted this. I don’t know how I feel about it– it’s not a style I’ve employed before, and it’s a little strange. I wrote this poem about a year ago. It doesn’t have a title.

Listen close, and I will tell
Of a fair green land, full of peace and plenty.
It lies just behind the sun, on the other side of the rain.
It’s people are happy, pleasant, and strange.

Listen close, and I will speak
Of a bright-eyed King, slain once
But only once, and now he reigns
In the country beyond the rain.

Listen close, and I will sing
Of music sung from ancient throats
Voices singing with faithful stars
So beautiful to break your heart.

Listen close, and let me talk
Of joyous festivals and dancing
Where ladies wear dresses of sunshine and kindness
And strong men dance like long-ago battles.

Listen close to hear me say
How the King of mountains finally sang.
He wove a throne of love and grace
And sat on it children of every race.

Listen close, and I will cease
So you may hear it for yourself.
On the other side of the rain, behind the sun,
The song of sorrows lost and Desire won.

-Daniel

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