This is beauty
Soft cloud in pillows
Nestling in the valleys
Down below
Blue sky above
Clear and cold
I can see for miles
A golden sun
An echo of spring
Stoodleys monument to folly
Bleak
Against a shimmering sky
The music of wilderness
Dark Raven, deep and low
Wild Geese flying high
Calling as they go.
#CoSopoetry