“You cannot find the centre Where we dance , where we play, Where life is still asleep Under the closed flower , Under the smooth shell Of eggs in the cupped nest That mock the faded blue Of your remoter heaven .” StillsPlayLife IsHeavenFlowerBlueEggsShellsSmoothCentreNestsMockFaded Book:Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas Source: Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas