Embrace

Strolling,

heed the call of the robin, singing,


Ascending,

shrill over the soar-roar of the M5 tarmac -


The Willow Man strides on, weathered, withered,

Forever reaching -


Hold me in your hopeful embrace,

Like a Guardian, of Space.


A Wensley

17.01.2026



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