Granchester

Welcomed by Granchester Meadows Jade-like healing and green astounded by what my eyes could not capture just a few years before I found even more beauty in the gentle laying of the grass in the bluness of the Cam river With an old friend on my side discovering that even in the spiral of change feelings can survive rising my eyes to the chandeliers of the tree crowns I was filling my heart with something greater than hope for Beauty is Love and finding either means finding both tranqulised I captured marionettes of sundrops in the fullness of confusion I found freshness of peace caressed by the soft whispers of Granchester breeze I walked roads which spoke tales of my long forgotten wishes while reflecting the stillness of my lapis blue soul