Traveling up to Forres last week the view from the train was emotive:
A beautiful yellow moon
Hangs in a pale Blue sky
Over dark water
I have not been posting. I have too much in my mind. It is very difficult stuff to sit with. I do not belong only to myself. I do not have as much equanimity just now as when the poem above came to me. The last line seems somehow troubling whereas when I composed it I was not thinking so.
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