How beautifully she moves
Full of grace
Even in the mist of danger
The midst of risk
She dances on tiptoes
Then is gone
Up through the golden gorse
And away
This foggy day
Starts with this little beauty
And I see hope
Behind the clouds
As I fly towards the east
The clouds part
The curtains open
on the greatest stage
And golden light
Floods the valley
Up across the hillside
Ignites the sullen moor
With autumn fire
#CoSopoetry