Take the pathway east
Where the toads and froglets feast
At the yellow iris pool
Beeches quiver, green and cool
Reed and petal, black winged moth
Poppy like a scarlet Goth
Humming in the midgied breeze
Insects seething in the trees
Split tongued vetch and foxglove tower
Ragged robin's ivied bower
Speedwell, thistle, clover, birch
Buttercups where sunbeams perch
South dips downwards to the lake
The way the hinds on hoof-toe make
Pebbles, pockmarked, gnarled and pitted
Water clashing, sandy gritted
Heron, neck outstretched and grey
Greets the otter in the bay
Waves drop stitches on the shore
Rotting trunk and mushroom spore
Westwards to the waterfall
Here's the way that's best of all
Shamrock, bluebell, Tara's cave
Creaking oaks, ache-filled and grave
Cow-spit, dog grass, clover, fern
Forget-me-nots at every turn
Rowan, mole hill, docken leaf
Fallen feather on the heath
Northwards rising to the sky
Where owl keeps a weather eye
For tiny movements on the grass
Where the changing seasons pass
Thigh-grip foot tilt up the stair
Leads to cloud and endless air
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