I saw my life in the blue dazzle of its wings ...

We walked from Langton Herring to the Fleet - 

In the village there was a narrow way called Angel Street - 

Butterflies danced in a sunlit churchyard - 

Monuments were lapped by bright grass - 

The sky was webbed with cloud - 

Beyond the Fleet was the limitless sea - 

A skylark touched heaven above a wheat field - 

Penelope and I heard its song - 

We followed its flight above the warm land - 

We felt the slow heart beat of the earth - 

We saw dark trees sculpted by the wind - 

A dragonfly preceded us - 

I saw my life in the blue dazzle of its wings - 

11.00

Wednesday 6 July 2016

Langton Herring 

The Fleet

Dorset