Lu, the wanderer’s hymn for peace

Here around us are the clashing winds,
The tumult of frightened birds; yet see:
How strangely the darkening light
The gentle penetrating wind and
K’un the receptive earth make peace below.

The lapwing stirs again and softens its nest
For the coming young. And this leggy toad
Makes little motions in our mind
As he pushes slowly homewards.

Brian Devlin

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