We would always have our journey to the east ...

When I heard the news I remembered our journey to Cappadocia -

We'd sipped coffee that first morning - 

Seen the sun rising in the ancient sky - 

Held the tiny cups to our lips -

Before us was the bright road across the mountains - 

We would see almond trees in blossom -

Pass from caravanserai to caravanserai - 

We would always have our journey to the east - 

25 August 2021

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset