It was once the scene of massive
Slate workings
High up here
Seventy eight long years
Since closure
It isn’t really clear
When coming upon
What now is a genuine UNESCO site
It’s just been left to Nature
To reclaim what is her right
It all had been abandoned
And slowly finds its way
To return in fact to how it was
On that first long day
How natural springs and run offs
Have established a bright lake
How trees and plants and wild life
Have returned quietly to make
An area so beautiful
As beautiful as before
The relics left in situ
No one can ignore
The influence of slate up here
The remnants everywhere
The dry stone structures
Crumbling for
it’s wild life now who share
The peacefulness of the mountains
A scenic magic so
Where wildness is reclaiming
It’s place
Where lichens grow
Liver worts and ancient plants
Quietly doing their thing
Woodlands are encroaching
Their magic now they bring
The birches first to want to grow
Establishing a hold
Attracting wild life
More and more
As wind and rain have rolled
Over the environment
In this ancient air
Giants from neolithic times
Anywhere else are rare
A peace of mind you feel it
The solace of the sight
Celtic temperate forests
Arrive they just alight
Struggling into life here
Windswept rained on they
add to the wondrous setting
That we all see here today
Tawny owls and Falcons
Quietly flit and fly
Up here in this amazing place
Very very high
The few who come to witness
How it would have been
And how nature is taking back
And giving us the green
Carbon capture is coming
A sense of proportion here
Wales has kept it as it was
Which honestly should cheer
Those of us who live around
These parts
As many do
And kCan experience what our ancestors saw
An unbelievable view
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.