Out in the frosty dawn
As the sun climbs over
The brim of the world
Bringing a golden hue
To high clouds
Floating free
in the deepest blue
Crystal crackles
Under my wheels
And the mountain wears
his misty cap
Lightly.
Here is the beauty.
There had to be beasts.
Rich men in barbours
With noisy dogs
And shining trucks
Plot against
the peaceful hill
Stacking the odds
Taking life away
And I pray that the hares
Stay away from this fray
And we still have tomorrow
What we have today
#CoSopoetry