(February 2001) To an Oxfordshire Village

I left my old familiar place and friendships far behind,
And came to unaccustomed land not knowing what to find.
I saw the widespread landscape, the springing flowers, the sky,
The beauty all-surrounding that took and held my eye.
Though all these things enchantment gave, they are the lesser part,
The welcome from the people – ah! – the people took my heart.

S. Walsh, 2000