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Wordsworth Revisited.
by
Carey Lenehan
We trailed across the myriad hills
That furled beneath in crumpled waves
Turned inside out we rested ill
for driving rain obscured our way
From peak to lake
In serried ranks
Dashing across the peat moss banks
My weary but reflective mind
Considered long the day just seen
Neither lost nor found with time
The hazy icons of a dream
The passive voice of dampened lark
Elusive beauteous rainbow arc
At fall of dusk came gold the light
As crystal clarified anew
Somehow in my heart I might
Improve upon this mountain view
But reminiscent will I stay
Of this rare and wondrous Lakeland day
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