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  • Writer's pictureMartin Wardley

Should they go (The Hill)

The secrets she imparts in murmured tones

The wisdom she will yield to wind and snow

The coded words she carves in sod and stone

Would cure the most afflicted, should they go

The calm with which she sits in silent watch

The majesty she paves for those to breach

The steady and relentless time she clocks

Would sate the deepest hunger

Should they reach

Her shoulder holds the bridge to those in need

Her heavy sides sigh deep towards the sky

And with the stirring waters at her feet

Would mend the bound and broken

Should they try

13th January 2021

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