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| Laurel Hill Creek Valley |
For a long time i stood in light rain looking across the valley,
listening to the sound of the creek deep in the valley
rushing over stones smoothed by the creek
rushing through the valley for a long time.
The creek flowed on without returning,
this was the one creek of night and day,
and i was unable to resist
looking across the valley for a long time.
Evening folded into itself and night rose behind me,
spreading its cloak over the valley
where for a long time the creek rushed over smooth stones
and even a long time was not long enough.
—after and with lines by W.S.Merwin
