I cannot remember the date it occurred, possibly early autumn.
We noticed he was eating more than usual, a whole swiss roll after meals. Then he fell off his bike, and a neighbour brought him home. He worked on the railway, cycled the eight miles to the station; it was on Leybourne hill he collapsed.
Only we did not think of it as a collapse until the doctor came.
once again we come back to ourselves, our life ,
the reality of things, we stumble through
while all around is trembling , we weave together
with dreams and possibilies.
there is not much more to add, it is lighter
now. birds sing early.
once again we come back to ourselves.