Islands in a sea of mist, the Clees stand tall,
patient sun waits
to unveil another day.
A traveller diving misty ocean,
plots a course through hedgerow reef.
Descending, gloom thickens.
Car lights pick out ghostly shapes
that scuttle and evade approach.
Sparrows shoal and swirl like fish,
argue their piece then return to roost.
Past haystacks; monolith
wrecks on a stubble seabed.
Ascending, light and colour return
hill and tree tops float serenely by.
Sun at last lifts its face
Beauty, warmth and golden light
once again flood these hillside shores…
Oblivious, the traveller steers his course
lost in thought.