...................Highgate Cemetery Poem..............

Behind Waterlow Park is a jewel of the City,

Standing since 1839 it has played witness to many.

Private to start,

Both for living and deceased,

Now open to all in both The West and The East.

Over fifty thousand plots and more than twice occupying,

Neither dark nor sombre, the tranquility's surprising.

Reading on a bench,

Taking in the surroundings,

An escape from the City is what this paradise brings. 

Throughout acres of land are memorial symbols:

Obelisks, urns, crosses and angels.

Prominent and less dominant,

Are the paths that unfold,

As one wanders along where others have strolled.

Intertwined with the nature that encapsulates the grounds,

Hidden by trees our hosts are hard to be found.

Fauna and Flora,

Forever accumulating,

An adventure to explore a place that is truly illuminating. 

Bound by clear limitations yet full of potential,

A performance at this location would either thrive or fail.

Whimsical and atmospheric,

A show would no doubt be,

Emphasising elements of culture and mystery. 

Open-aired and unprotected brings problems to the surface,

With London's reputation it's a great disservice.

Unpredictable is the rain,

And more common than not,

This would certainly prove to be a weak-spot.

Manipulating daylight would prove to be challenging,

And additional lights are less than fitting.

Inhabitants of the wild,

Hard to control,

Adding risk and volatility to an already unreachable goal.

Yet arises the opportunity to exploit a place, 

That embodies perfectly both beauty and grace.

As the sun sets,

And the hours pass,

These grounds become what I would deem as first class.

An unrivaled elegance and ambience alike,

Here could play host to some unique new sights.

No issue of space,

No boundary of height,

A setting adequate for a subject both heavy and light.

Having visited time again to gather more understanding,

It felt right to help with the audience's expanding.

Now my peers comprehend,

What I encountered,

With the aid of images and music they are no longer floundered. 

I wish only to have shown the exquisite format of the grounds,

To better their appreciation of what I found.

Individual headstones,

Inscriptions and phrases,

Would have heightened the fascination on all of their faces.

How blessed I feel to have experienced this treasure, 

I would recommend to all as it's worth a venture.

I pray you take,

All that you can,

And cherish what's above as well as below ground.