Ground Level

I LOOKED along the borderSitting on the groundAn inch or two aboveThe heather summer-purpleFading autumn-brown

By The Newsroom

Published 21st Oct 2008, 17:47 BST

Updated 8th Jun 2018, 03:22 BST

I LOOKED along the border

Sitting on the ground

An inch or two above

The heather summer-purple

Fading autumn-brown

I looked between the withered leaves

And sun-dried brittle stems

Not seeing full-blown flower,

Sun-bright, golden yellow

Wafting Ooverhead/

Down beneath the autumn-flower

Amongst the weed and fruitful seed

A myriad tiny creatures

Lived their lives unknown to me

Until I freed my gardener's eye

And quietly sat within their world.

Mary Hale