The only songs ...

Above my head there was a roof of leaf and sky - 

Now the tall sycamores were rich with summer greenery - 

We walked towards the sea as if through a green cathedral - 

This avenue of trees was the nave - 

Invisible birds sang in side chapels of hawthorn and creeping buttercup - 

A cool salty breeze stirred hangings of ivy - 

A hidden stream filled green pools - 

Rich pelts of moss graced fallen branches - 

Here the only time was that of the seasons, the only songs those of the sun and moon - 

11.15

Wednesday 14 May 2017

The abandoned arboretum 

Ringstead Bay

Dorset