In Tintagel Graveyard

Who brought flowers to this grave? I, said the wren. I brought them as seeds and then Watched them grow. No, said the wind. That's not true. I blew them across the moor and sea, I blew them up to the grave's door. They were a gift from me. They came of their own accord, Said the celandine. I know best. They're brothers of mine. I am Death's friend, Said the crow. I ought to know. I dropped them into the shadow of the leaning stone. I brought the flowers. No, said Love, It was I who brought them, With the help of the wren's wing, With the help of the wind's breath, With the help of the celandine and the crow. It was I who brought them For the living and the dead to share, I was the force that put those flowers there.