Uncommon thing

Today I did an uncommon thing.
I moved slowly through
The English countryside
On my bike.

It was only six hours ago
And yet I look back on those views

As though they were an age ago.
Timeless fields and small houses,

Homes and sheds
Discreet from everything,

Passing by shimmering
In the afternoon sun.

Then the evening pub,
Talking of too much commercial nonsense
Pleasingly terminated by
An insight into

The actual nature of God.



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