Heaven and Earth

Heavens mist shrouds the tops,
Carpets of violet adorn the hillside.
Cattle carefully hop the terraces,
And sheep graze in and out of the flora.
Winding my way higher and higher
I take in the beauty of this ride.
Luscious ferns frame the circumferences
While dry walling stands guard at the borders.
Fences are sparse; hedges few,
But weathered Yorkshire stone embraces
The stunning natural wonders
Of these green majestic dales,
And a tapestry of purple heather
Carpets the gradient.
Rolling hills kiss the clouds,
Mist veils the peaks
And sun rays streak the landscape.
Listening in, there is not a sound
Except the tranquil sound of
The natural flow of a stream 
And birds twittering.
God's own country sates
My appetite for this journey.
Watching this natural mutiny appear,
Between heaven and earth,
An arc of light and vivid colour
Lurches beyond the swirling mist and cloud
Where the feathery purple heather glows.
And a never ending rainbow 
Surges under a railway arch.
I continue to wind, up and up,
Led by the ancient walls.
And encompassing earths beauty
Between heaven 
And this golden luscious countryside
I am at peace.

04.10.15