In fairest Amberley I took my rest
And by strange chance did happen on an inn
As I did travel Sussex East to West
In search of where my real life should begin.
And in a room inside this place I found
Three travellers there like me beyond their choice
Four men in one room sheltered beneath sound
Four separate souls all singing with one voice.
Each quarter of this world in one confides
A song carved from the deepest well of words
A story told from fourteen thousand sides
And thrown to seed a field of yellow birds
Whose flaming wings lift each note to the sun
Then sing back to the world "All life is one."
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