Point of view

‘The motor’s cut again and there is no oil;

I’m sure we’re in the wilderness;

Have you been here before?

There’s no village for miles.

What now?’

‘Lie in the grass and watch the sun

Arc its way around the sky.

It will bring ease if you allow it to – be still;

There is light yet and peace here if you wish it.’

‘How long before it sets do you think?’

‘It is beyond its fiercest already,

Not long now til it gives way to the stars.’

‘And then what?’

‘It will come on cold.

There will be moonlight –  but you will freeze.’

‘Why?’

‘Because you do not trust the sun

To come up again; and because,

When you should laze blissful,

Here with me, you’ll worry faithlessly.’

‘Oh – so what now?’

‘I am going to lie here

And make daisy chains

Until I sleep. I know not to turn my back

Against the sun; someone will come.’

‘And I?’

‘You’ll fall into despair,

Cut yourself off from hope,

Expect the worst, hate yourself

For travelling up the road this far –

And die.’

Jan

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About jan2

I live in England.

Posted on September 5, 2006, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Brings back memories of lying making daisy chains long long ago.

  2. Not really meant for each other, are they? Good one, Jan.

  3. The eternal debate! fran

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