Helvellyn

From: On nature

By Mat BarnsleyPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Helvellyn stands high,

Cloaked in mist and grey skies,

Climbers chase the rugged ridge line,

Bold and fierce peak,

Strong.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Mat Barnsley

I strive to make sense of the world through writing. I break it apart, twist it, and bend it until it reflects new light. I invite you to see the world cast through my written stained-glass windows.

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