Upon The Floodplains Of The Nile
Crocodiles hold union on the marsh.
Upon the breeze, life’s sounds did sail; the people pottered past.
The stained-glass panes, that stretched to reach the heavens, shone.
Sunfire shines glist’ning through the scriptured glass to light the southern rose ‘n Yorkshire’s heart!
A bird of prey, at hov’ring height, doth herald.
The sunfire breaks the emptied cloud to strike upon the waters.