I try to let time pass,
Slowly - as always,
Yet it still
Goes fast
Beauty of Words….
Ordinary life dimmed
Yet not put out
By this glorious light.
Peace surrounds me
Like a forgotten vale:
Un-earthed from childhood:
A forgotten state of grace.
A web of story-telling -
In a different place
This time....
https://thegalwayreview.com/2016/05/13/helen-harrison-two-poems/
