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Hiding in plain sight
Desire’s internal struggle
Erasure’s disguise

Nature’s endowment
Intelligence, knowledge, truth
Wisdom remains scarce

Earth’s riches squandered
Knowledge grows, wisdom decays
Sands of time expire

Bank sea, water’s edge
In winter’s depth, summer soon
Neptune’s bounty pledged

Lewd promises sold
Summer’s kiss, memories old
Hope’s echo remains

Cracked stone, empty cross
Dust of lies on cold grave
Faith now turned to ash

Jellyfish, remains
Shadows of a long-gone past
Ocean forgets all

Signs of ownership
Land claimed with selfish hearts
Bitter humour blooms

If you cannot read the sign on screen, it says ” We are tired of hiding the bodies”.

Julian’s Bower is a medieval turf maze.  The name was given to turf mazes in several different parts of England. Only one of this name still exists, at Alkborough. I’ll let the gamers amongst you figure out the significance of the shadow.

I took this picture in the 1980’s for a Nursing Times article about homelessness.
I feel it will always be relevant.