Almost there
At top of the hill
The winter summit
almost in sight
Everything is right
I can almost touch
the turn of the year
Feel it in the light
The gale plays strings
Through the high high wire
A deep drum roll
Through the dry stone wall
A choir sings through red girders
And glorious dawn breaks
With a brass fanfare
The greatest story ever told
As the sun rises
Lighting the Emley mast
In gold.
#CoSopoetry