AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD.

What

will

you have?

I’ll

have

a bowl

of kindness

to soothe and comfort

me.

I’ll have a piece of

perpetual grace

allowing me to

BE.

I ‘ll serve you up some tumultuous thoughts that tumble

inside my head, an abundant slice of world news that

fills my heart with dread.

Still

time

to walk

amongst

fading, falling leaves.

                                                                        Still,

time

to see

Autumnal

colours before cruel Winter speeds.

Still

time

to try

to sing anew

a soul-song

to nature’s glory.

Paint in ribbons of green and blue,

pulsing with story.

Still

Time.

VGOW 18/04/17