Yesterday whilst out walking

I saw two women dancing on the coastal path

They were a mother and daughter

Aged sixty years and thirty years

Both were called Elena

I was sitting in my standard chair

Near the grey pumice fields

When a priest and his beautiful sister

Passed me only pausing for cheerful greeting

They lived in the old house by the sea

And were the centre of the community

I adored the sister but knew of impossibility of love

The carpenter had brought his violin

And soon his music haunted the shores

A nun asked me to dance and I accepted

She was much shorter than me

But dainty in her exquisite manner

I could see the adoration in her eyes as we danced

This made me very happy as I was poor in my movement

In all about twelve couples were dancing on the sandy path

Some were young and others much older than me

I looked at the sun and then the moon which shared the sky

And knew this to be the day after eternity had ended