Sounds and songs of the earth
Blend into life’s mortal mirthWhere judgement casts a welcome spring
Wellness drops and golden signets singBluebells ignite the ground
A million souls in purple shroudAn ancient brook that sits across
a winding stone wall of mossWhen all one’s love turns into sun What more do we dare to become
by sam fawcett

A million souls in purple shroud
A basking sweet mellow brook bubbling with opportunity. This is what greeted me near Hebden Bridge, Yorkshire. The poem brings with it nature infused with humanity.