One week ago I went to Cheltenham for a gloriously sunny day out. In a disused cemetery next to a disused railway was a broken drinking fountain surrounded by stamped bricks and carved tiles, and among them, a variant of this poem.
The kiss of the sun for pardon,
The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God’s heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
The mosaic is the work of Emily Lawlor and uses snippets of text, quotes from park users, and shapes pressed into the bricks, including keys, floral patterns, and words like Quiet and Play in block letters. Poem included, the most moving bit of text was the one saying
I used to play here with
my sister and now I watch
my daughter playing here