Atmosphere I dream

The earth became my body for a time

Curving fields and meadows stretched out bare

It seemed that I myself was stretched out there

How to capture how I felt with rhyme?

The train came out of Manchester and sped

Through the darkest miles of mills and mines

Blackened men came scraggling through my mind

I think I see my grandad long time dead

After 20 minutes come the fields

Hunched back trees, I see them from the train

The wonder of that vision still remains

The beauty of my Lancashire revealed

In our human minds there is no time

The sights so full of feeling still remain

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