photo by Paul Brookes
Enduring a Morning
During a morning
of impossible climbs
out from the valley of sleep,
I saw a cliff face
woven into a flower,
the crags and moss
of unconquered peaks,
moors of rugged flora
all sewn onto one stem.
If nature can be
a mirror unto itself,
then I can be
the water, the waker,
the dawn chorus, an embrace
of Spring-fuelled air.
Colin Dardis
Bio and Links
Colin Dardis
The Wombwell Rainbow 