Looking across the farm, 
And another day begins, 
With another day’s minor tasks 
Still calling for completion, 
Even as the world beyond’s in turmoil. 
I reset the clocks, feed the cats, 
Wash the dishes, 
Breathe deep, and look again:
 The sun’s already gone, 
Lost behind a cloud, 
And the wind is rising.

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