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Give me the freedom of air and sky
And clouds scudding over mountains high.
Peveril castle rising to my right,
Its stone walls broken in height.
Stray sheep scampering up the slope,
Scattered by the passing walkers’ lope.
The rising path meanders between the hills
Like the water flowing where the winter wills it,
Until rising high above the town,
And opening out Mother Nature’s gown,
Rolling hills bedecked with crowns of flowers
And April days with scattered showers.
What’s a summer’s afternoon without a little rain,
In the English countryside nothing’s the same,
As we cross fields drizzled with snow
And watch the startled passing of a solitary crow.
Coming down from the hills to the dark woods
Below, the light passes out of sight
Alongside streams of dark gurgling water
And crickets like a cat’s welcoming purr.
The wind tossing the leaves and then the clouds,
Spreading the dress of night like a shroud,
In the restless tramp of boots on stone,
Of boots on boulder, I’ve found my home.

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from Sorrow Works: A Collection, released August 3, 2014

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Steven C. Davis

Steven C. Davis is the author of Cornix Sinistra and Armageddon Angel, a pair of apocalyptic science fiction novels set in a series of alternate Readings.
He is the co-author of The Heart's Cog Imperative, a dark and twisted Steampunk adventure tale.

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He is also a poet and the presenter of the GASP radio show.
He lives in Berkshire and makes a damn fine chocolate cake
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