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Published on Apr 29, 2012
Continuing Graham's snapshot of Wiltshire, he takes us from the Gothic splendour of Salisbury cathedral to the natural beauty of the magnificent Cheddar Gorge; this is the first of three videos which we hope will give you a feel for the Gorge and its fine views. Yes, he could have waited for a sunny day, but we both feel that a gathering storm is more atmospheric.
The poem attempts to covey something of the intimate relationship between the human condition and the natural world. I will post poem and video on my blog as some of my blog readers around the world seem unable to access my YouTube channel direct:
Two further videos of the Cheddar Gorge (and poems) will follow during the course of this week once editing is completed. [We had hoped to combine all three videos into one, but the resulting file proved too big for my pc and it crashed.]
I found myself trudging a dirt track, my world, splitting at the seams, not caring if no way back, nothing there but shattered dreams
Wearily negotiating mud and stones, my world, a lonely, empty space, mind, spirit and aching bones closed to the poetry of time and space
Suddenly, the track began to open out my world, opening up as if on cue, unfriendly ghosts put to rout by Earth Mother looming into view
Firmly, yet kindly she grasped my arm and led me through time and space, glad captive of a fickle charm returning me to poetry's birthplace,
I had neither the heart nor will to resist, but submitted to all she asked of me, to all I hadn't known I'd missed more still the inner eye had yet to see
My world no longer split at the seams, I am resolved to find my way back, share these brave new dreams the Poetry of Life set me back on track