A splash of rain on Moorish door
push open, show the warmth within
throw forth the gathered joy within
and be in sun beneath a moon
of Scotia night.
The olive tree, drop fruit on floors
make bread and take the sunlight in
make speech and take the moonlight in
and be in Spain within the north
of Scotia night.
A shrunken world, to conversation
the voice of other sinking in
the ear of Spanish, Scottish, in
the sun and moon, rain star and sun
of Scotia night.
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