contrasts

i drive past the moorland
hills that yesterday had
no time for life, revealing
a savage force of nature
that threatened to wipe
all colour from the world
colours that have now
returned revealing the
true glory of nature no
television can hope to
emulate, in twenty four
hours these moors have
gone from so bleak that
death would not walk
here to a land that would
comfort and sooth the
most troubled mind