In the muffled stillness of the bay
sea-mist swirled in swathes
of diaphanous drifts
above the murmurs of unruffled waves.
A surfeit of beauty drenched my soul
with its excess ..
I drowned in its calm loveliness.
Yet, in those moments out of time
a part of my insistent mind
felt a privilege undeserved;
a thankfulness that I could see
and feel this balm of beauty and of peace
which washed over me ..
while out beyond the solace
of this soft embrace
I saw the armoured cohorts
of a warrior world cloaked
in a miasma of misery and hate
and wished that they might stand here
in my place;
enwrapped in the numinous clarity
of Nature’s veiled and misty face … .