Malham

 

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We broke our journey at Malham to recuperate and to stay with family. Then back to the journey….. 

We were driven back to our route,
Towards clouds, a frown on the brow
Of our venture, a gloom
Drawn like a dust sheet from the moors
We hoped to have left behind.
The rain fell to scoff at our rest.
To return us, we thought,
To the place we had left, soaked, tired.
At the start of the limestone
Freshness, we were plunged in darkness.
The whole world was a wash
Of grey; roads, trees, barns and bridges
Drawn into the featureless blur
Beyond the streaked windows.
Then as we stepped from the car
And faced the need to start again
The sun shone and flooded
The hills with beauty.

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