Like a thousand sparks

from a thousand fires

Light moves through trees

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Like a thousand dreams of a sunlit afternoon

high in the trees you sit

Watching the folly

of a thousand painted marks making a thousand leaves

and the branches on which you sit

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A thousand feathers make a single bird

and a thousand parts make

just one

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Three birds 

Six wings

One sun

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Ben Milne 2018

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