That centre
If to be found
With resonance
Will, as water falls
Bounce & rebound
That kernel
Of open ground
With plain song
Will, as clouds climb
Silence all other sound
Except if it is to be lost in love
A cost thus borne least pleasant of
Except in that dead as dark as night
A target torn, astride the wingless flight
A poem from Nameless Places and Hospital Gowns - Love Cared for by Relate available from iTunes and Amazon