The Cotswolds
The Cotswolds
Dreams with droplets rise
moving sparks and planes of light
sun – warms in shelter
still chill – through woods,
Clues of spring,
shoots – greens – blues are seen
glimpse of deer – bound and disappear
swooping tilt of birds on hunt,
Soul of silence
rooted to nature with ease
a backdrop to dream
gliding with the buzzard.
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