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HERDSMAN

The herdsman sleeps with his cattle
His feet in their dung
And their fleas in his eyes
Happy he's not alone
Giving thanks for their milk

In the dark he'll build a fire
That no amount of dark
Can overcome
Sending sparks of glitter
Glad at what he's done

Hewn from the bodhi blaze
He makes a drum of bark
And dares to be delivered
His happiness the light
That's shining in the dark

Shining in the dark
His face white with fire ash
Not even waiting for the sun
He dances jumping high
For tomorrow may be his last
Written by whale
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