Art by Katherine 2014
The path on Arnside Knott came to the shore
Where sea and river meet at my heart’s core
Where wild flowers grow, where butterflies float on.
The views of Lakeland Hills ,so ravishing
My heart was only half alive till then
The land surpassed imagination
I was used to mills and dirty air
Despite the heather moors and hilltops bare
Later death came near on Langdale Pike
My fingertips were hurting,feet agape
Then my toe was back on a foothold
The shadow of the mountain huge and cold
Beauty,love and death, the opera calls
Singing as we walk the danger walls
How my heart sings 
Lovely poem. Reminds me of Yeats.
That’s a great honor David thank you very much. On reflection ofreading the poem I have altered one of the lines
Wow. Lovely words and picture. I just noticed you’ve done more that 20,000 posts! I’ve got a lot of catching up to do 😂
Sometimes I put a poir on more than one
Sometimes I have put
A poem on more than once and similarly with some of the stories