The magic of Heber's Ghyll

I am become an elf
a wood nymph
silently stealing
through the greenery
rock-hopping
unseen by human eyes
I blend, I merge, I escape.

My home is under the shelter
of this rock,
in the midst of this trickling waterfall
around this bend
amongst this tall grass
I blend, I merge, I escape.

I play
atop the green canopy
dance with evening sunlight
brush insubstantial clouds
from my hair
lounge on rocks
let the grass tickle my toes.

My breath is the gentle breeze
blowing across the moorland
from far, far away.
My words are silenced by the
eloquent song of water
jumping
falling, calling
from rock to rock.
I blend, I merge, I escape.

© 14 Jul 15

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