If I cross the fault line
of your love
will you guide me
as I explore your geography?

I will build a raft
from your stricken bark
and sail amongst you

The neutral light
of the stars will guide me

I am everything without you
but will not leave

On the road leading to Inkpen on Hungerford Common in West Berkshire there are a number trees in a hollow. The origins of the hollow are considered mysterious. The trees are less than a century old.