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After the Forgetting be Forgot (Yorkshire Dales)
By Alicia Beatrice
Softly they bloom, smiling, upon the dale, their frail hearts growing fonder once more. It is their time now where it was once before, as the wind undertow blows their weariness away— And they wake as they sway, they continue to wake; when the sleeping in me no longer sleeps— or forswears the sleeping in you, but calls to its kin, residing where it did, once before They will recall when all has lain forgot (in gentle kind), Their memory Their kin; and ours. Their soul-spoken eternity liberated, Nodding and singing with that light which shines here after the forgetting be forgot. And so, transpired upon the spire— A gentler time, now invited into this time in transient hues of yellow upon our grass so green, so alive— And though it be that I may shed a tear I will no longer stay in furtive sleep —after the forgetting be forgot.
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KANE ANTHONY 