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14/05/2026
On the paths of the High Peak,
where wind combs through the heather,
I leave the noise of life behind
with every measured step together.
The hills ask nothing of me there,
only silence, breath, and time;
and somehow grief grows softer
beneath the curlew’s lonely cry.
Roe deer leap the drystone walls
like fleeting thoughts set free,
while woodpeckers drum in hidden woods
with ancient certainty.
Among the stone, the moss, the rain,
the old earth puts me right —
reminding me how small we are,
yet bound to every life.
And walking there, through sorrow or strain,
I find a steadier peace:
the kind that comes from listening close
to all wild living things.
