Tuesday, 22 September 2015

Through Paradise..


This Is rather an epic one...Just got carried away!! 
Through paradise didn't do me any good.
This morn my balance my senses, making me feel rather unstable
Can  not move about much, the room spinning on me
Can not eat, making me feel sick.
My body feels weary, achingly, my head belongs not to me
As I lie here trying to write, what I feel at this precise moment...
I know not, leaving me feeling meh!
With no strength in my bones...
Perhaps this virus is back...
Or could it be this palsy thing taking a hold of me!!
Taking the strength from me...
Yet yesterday I walked through the Jurassic coast
Far from the maddening crowds, the Purbecks of Dorset...
Such a beautiful day, as I crossed Lulworth Beach with the boats in the bay, 
Focusing my camera, with the vision before my eyes
Snapping a frame or two..then carrying on walking by.
With the help of my trekking poles, I climb that steep hill.
Stopping now and then, taking another snap or two!!
Getting to the top, my heart's in my mouth, as I take a deep breath.
As we carry on, at the top most of the world.
I stop and stare and before me the golden grasslands,
Dancing in the breeze...Undulating here and there
Like hands going through one's hair...
Like an ocean on land, dancing in the breeze indolently
As I stand there the vision before my eyes
It's a land unspoiled, as you look into the horizon far
It's beauty paramount with no other.
As we look into the distance of the Purbecks of Dorset
Such a special light around me, looking  into the distance far
The birds flying on the thermal winds,
Undulating floating swaying diving suddenly...the gulls screeching.
Reaching Mupe Bay...
Scanning over the bay, my eyes
Such a mesmerizing light filling the sight of my eyes
It's beauty unparallel...As we descend bellow to the beach  
There wasn't a soul in the world...not a boat to be seen
The long grasses blowing in the breeze as I passed through...
The feeling came to mind, that indeed I was in paradise.
Like the first man first woman, discovering a little cove
The sun was hot the breeze was cool,
Removed all clothing from my body
Just leaving something to cover my modesty.
As the boy goes swing, I lie down taking the sun
It felt so good, a warm sun-kissed breeze whispering over me....
Closing my eyes I feel...two blue eyes staring at me
That camera lens focusing on me...
Nothing seems to change.
Wading through those blue, blue waters just to cool me
Feeling like Eve in paradise with no one in sight,
In my topless body.
Walked as far I could go to the far end of the beach
Then back again wading through the sea,
Now and again a wave came to greet me...
Shrieking I cried as it knocked me, off my feet!!
The Sea was calm as a pool, casting my eyes,
Across the horizon far, not a ripple to be seen
The boy takes a final swim.
As I wade through to cool my frame....
Across the ocean the colour blue so blue.
Not a turquoise nor an aquamarine
But the deepest blue, like his eyes you've ever seen...
Was sorry, or not ready to leave that little paradise...
But all good things comes to an end...and so home we must go...
Climbing those steps up to heaven,
Steep so steeply...
Each giant step was an effort, if not for the help of my trekking sticks.
Finding myself on top of the world, once again I scan the view...
My heart in my mouth...Half-way through taking a breath or two...
Looking back that light, at that mesmerizing light
Set still before my eyes,
A light seen hardly ever emphasising the cliffs, the hills, the sea.
Right from the top of my world,
That mountain I had to climb, then descending
Yet again to the sea, it was a moment in time...
My feet trying hard to obey my mind
Between the Purbeck Coast of Dorset
And home...one more time...
I guess I've over done things just a little...
As my head's swimming, I can't move my feet
The room's spinning.
A touch of vertigo I think...But Why do I feel so, s..t-less
I ask you!!
I hope it's not that bloody palsy thing !!!
Indeed, I do! 
                                  By Connie James


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