Out in the storm
Out in the field
Alone I stood
In the rain
In the wind
Keenly I listened
Under the sky
Under the clouds
Deeply I breathed
With the earth
With the grass
Slowly I fell
On the ground
On the plain
Softly I thought
At the last
At the end
Quietly I died
Ex Tempore XLV
M.M. — 21-Mar-2013
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