For me \u201cNO HUNTING\u201d
\nSays it all
\nA peaty path
\nWhere shadows fall
\nAcross Dartmoor
\nA wooden gate
\nA dry stone wall
\nWhose crumbled state<\/p>\n
Gives
\npassers by
\nA chance maybe
\nTo stop and ponder
\nAnd to see
\nAnd feel
\nThe peace and charm
\nAnd know
\nHow the light here
\nHelps wild things grow<\/p>\n
Abundance gifted
\nNaturally
\nA picture postcard
\nConstancy
\nIt\u2019s where eyes brighten
\nAnd minds reflect
\nWhere ideas
\npossibly collect<\/p>\n
From The inner mind
\nthe inner child
\nIn all of us
\nwho feel the wild
\nNatural landscape
\neverywhere
\nAnd Instinctively
\nbegin to share<\/p>\n
The philosophy
\nthe ethic here
\n\u201cNO HUNTING\u201d
\nyes it\u2019s very clear
\nLife is sacred
\nThere will be
\nsuch potentiality<\/p>\n
Meadow pipits
\nskylarks too
\nSnipes and Buzzards
\nsailing through
\nBats and mice
\na balance set
\nUncontested
\nwhich does let<\/p>\n
A genuineness
\nauthenticated
\nPonies, sheep all erstwhile stated
\nPerhaps a polecat we may see
\nAnd an adder on a sunlit spree
\nFor Wild Wood Lane we met today
\nAnd Surprisingly to you I say<\/p>\n
A little rhyme for our first time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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