Among the undulating hills of Dorset’s coast
she walked in search of somewhere to escape her ghost,
and as she through the somewhat sunscorched landscape rove
she came upon the Durdle Door at Lulworth Cove.

The sun rose high and stung like needles on her skin
and pressed like thoughts of what’s to come and what has been.
To be relieved from that a little while she strove
to swim beneath the Durdle Door at Lulworth Cove.

We know so well how water can revive our flesh
but at this place there’s even more it can refresh.
So all her past life burdens vanished as she dove
in through the arch of Durdle Door at Lulworth Cove.