As a Beauty, fading
It’s stilled here, silence hissing
the landscape a painting laid out
lovely in curves and curls
langourous as a Beauty, fading
summer’s passion spent
even the clouds transfixed, and trees
barely a breath
no creature crawls.
Just me to contemplate
time and place, aeons, space
wide and wonderful
a tapestry to mesmerise
enchantment, hypnotising.
13th September 2020, Hounoux.
Sounds like one of those moments I have experienced with that same view when I cannot quite believe I am there experiencing beauty such as that. I remember a similar contemplation in past visits and hoping in the future. It must have felt very silent after the family left.
ReplyDeleteWe have to hang on to hope of future visits Jude- they have to be there in the future!
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