Vale Walking

Silently amid the green fields
he watches over the Vale
a visage over centuries
like a guardian from a distant time
rising hills beckon the foot falls
walking with the peace of nature
escaping the fast-paced living
of neon lights in the towns and cities
the rural idyll of great kings and warriors
and time slows down
catching its breath at the chalky white
a vista of art from the ancients
long gone are the tribes of Epona
just me and a compass
drifting through time
to the birdsong on the gentle summer wind

© JG Farmer
Form: Free Verse

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