The heather moor
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I remember the heather
on a Yorkshire moortop,
partly purple, partly scratchy
and very springy when I lay down
on it and gazed at the sky and
breathed in the warmth and knew
I could lose myself there and sink
into the peat and be part of it for ever
and it wouldn’t matter because
although I am a person I am also
it all.