tired and lost, unexpectedly
we came across a chapel called Harmony
and opposite
an overgrown cemetery

amongst the crumbling stones
we saw a grave with a little glass dome
and inside
a porcelain rose

the glass was weathered and cracked
the rusty wire buckled and slack
but still
the rose was intact

time and all its dreams will pass
a porcelain rose, a dome of glass
and we
must find our way home at last

Harmony, Pembrokeshire, July 2021