Mist
And the world hides
behind soft corners
Edges are blurred
And sounds spring to life
A skylark sings
Perched on the very top
of the whispering sky
Notes falling
like soft rain on my face
A Curlew pair
Dance to their own songs
Bubbling like brooks
Below the tinkling lark
There's water falling
All around me
Swimming in enchantment
And the music
Of the moor
#CoSopoetry