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PSALM OF THE COUNTRYSIDE

 

  • The river babbles on, the ducks are gliding:
      the English country estate rests on its slopes
     
  • nothing here has altered from childhood memories:
      the country remains the same for each generation.
     
  • Yet everything has also changed the swallows are gone:
      sparrows have all disappeared, things move on;
     
  • that hillside has no heather and trees are felled:
      in unfamiliar pools, the fishermen are standing.
     
  • Visitors are different today, parking their cars:
      each with their trekker stick or powered wheelchair.
     
  • Tranquillity reflects your presence, changing too:
      my God, you are always the same and ever new.
     

Notes:

Reflections on visits to Chatsworth & Bolton Abbey summer 03