Stalag 6B Lamsdorf 1942

The soft sound of the cold,

crooning, Silesian wind,

moving the tall dark trees

beyond a world of wire,

reminds me of the old

and rugged, northern fells.

Of gravel scaurs and screes,

a kettle, singing breeze

above the summer's fire ...

Again the snarls of war

upon a training ground.

O Wind, your songs are drowned

by loud the battle noise,

a sudden sound of bells ...

O Time, the simple joys

in days when we were free

to watch the leaves of autumn

fall from an English tree...

John Dixon

Sole survivor of Wellington Z1596 in July 1942