When you climb a hill, you sometimes experience a special kind of silence.
‘The Lawley’ is one of the Shropshire Hills – seen on the top right-hand side of the photograph taken from The Long Mynd, also featuring ‘The Wrekin’ top centre left.
As you get higher in your climb, the views become more and more stunning, and the silence deeper and deeper.
It can feel like “a new kind of silence”.
This poem was my attempt to that experience one day:
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There’s a new kind of silence
On the Lawley this morning
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A kind of inner silence
On the Lawley this morning
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As if a new kind
Of consciousness
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Was slowly
Dawning
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That has suffered
And died
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And has risen
Again
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Here on the Lawley
This morning.
