Wales Visitation chords by Kaya Project

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Verse 1
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Whale's Visitation
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White fog lifting and falling
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on mountain brow
Trees moving in rivers of wind
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The clouds arise as on a wave
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Gigantic eddy lifting mist
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above teeming ferns
Exquisitely swayed
along a green crag
glimpsed through mullioned
glass in valley rain.
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Bardic, oh, self -visitation.
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The lambs on the tree
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nooked hillside this day,
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bleating heard in Blake's old ear,
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and the silent thought of Wordsworth
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in elm stillness,
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clouds passing through skeleton arches of Tintern Abbey,
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Am 
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Bark,
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nameless as the vast
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babble to vastness,
all the valley quivered,
one extended motion,
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wind undulating on  mossy hills,
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a giant wash that sank white fog delicately
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down red rentals on the mountainside
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whose leaf -branch tendrils moved a
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swaying granitic undertow down,
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and lifted the floating nebulous upward,
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and lifted the arms   of the trees,
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and
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Lifted the lambs to hold still,
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and lifted the green of the hill
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in one solemn wave.
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A solid mass of heaven, mist -infused,
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ebbs through the veil.
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A wavelet of immensity,
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lapping gigantic through
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L 'Anthony valley,
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the length of all England.
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Valley upon valley,
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under heaven's ocean tongue,
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with cloud hanged.
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Heaven balanced on a grass blade,
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roar of the mountain wind,
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slow, sigh of the body,
one being on the mountain side,
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sterile, gently,
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exquisite scales
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trembling everywhere in balance.
No imperfection in the
budded mountain,
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valleys breathe,
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heaven and earth move together,
daisies push inches of yellow air,
vegetable tremble,
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green atoms shimmer in grassy mandalas.
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Out, out on the hillside,
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into the ocean sound,
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into delicate gusts of wet air,
fall on the ground,
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oh great wetness, oh mother,
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no harm on your body,
stare close, no imperfection
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In the grass,
each flower of Buddha I,
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Repeating the stone,
the myriad form of soul.
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Kneel before the foxglove
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raising green buds,
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More bells droop double down the stem,
Trembling antennae.
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And look in the eyes
of the branded glams that stare,
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Breathing, stock still under
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dripping hawthorn.
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One being, so balanced, so vast,
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grown through breast and neck,
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a great awe to earth heart,
calling our presence together.
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The great secret is no secret,
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senses fit the winds,
visible is visible,
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Rain mist -curtains wave
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through the bearded vale,
Gray atoms wet the wind's
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cabalade.
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Sounds of aleph and aul
Through forests of gristle,
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My skull and Lord
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Hereford's knob equal.
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All... Out... All...
What did I notice?
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Particulars.
The vision of the great one is myriad.
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Smoke curls upward from ashtray.
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House fire burns low.
The night still wet.
Moody black heaven, starless.
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Up ward in motion, with wet wind.