When the body might tree, and there was use in walking,
In October time – crystal air-time and free words were talking.
In my mind with light tunes and bright streams ran free.
When the earth smelt leaves shone and air and cloud had glee.
Then there was salt in life but now none is known,
To me who cannot go either where the white is blown
Of the grass, or scarlet willow herb of past memory.
Nothing is sweet to thinking, nothing from life tree
(Ivor Gurney)
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