Welcome

Sometimes, words can be a little intrusive. I give you this image which I photographed last year, in Tenby, South Wales.

And a poem…

Welcome; hear

the still small voice

just beyond the

senses; beyond the obvious.

the ‘real’,

the comfortable, the safe.

The arms of welcome and offering.

No payment

in instalments,

or favourable lending rates

for a gift beyond our dreams.

Just a whisper of peace

in the clamour of the day.

A reassuring presence

holding our moments

and welcomimg; no strings attached.

No promises broken.

The simplicity is too complicated

for understanding.

Just accept the gift…..