Ivy-leaved toadflax

.... doing what it does so well, spotted on my way back to the car, meeting myself coming back on the whirligig ...  it's always such a favourite. 

At Ease - Walter de la Mare

Most wounds can Time repair;
But some are mortal -- these:
For a broken heart there is no balm,
No cure for a heart at ease --

At ease, but cold as stone,
Though the intellect spin on,
And the feat and practiced face may show
Nought of the life that is gone;

But smiles, as by habit taught;
And sighs, as by custom led;
And the soul within is safe from damnation,
Since it is dead.