Treelogy 1 "A Process in the Weather of the Heart"
A process in the weather of the heart
by Dylan Thomas
A process in the weather of the heart
Turns damp to dry; the golden shot
Storms in the freezing tomb.
A weather in the quarter of the veins
Turns night to day; blood in their suns
Lights up the living worm.


















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