Somewhere by Adam Parry

 

There is place known only to a few,

not because they covet it for themselves

but, because they want to keep it

from being lost and stolen and destroyed.

 

They have always nurtured this place

as best they could – and they were sad

that it had to be hidden away- they

helped the folk that lived there

‘though there were so many dangers

and it was not easy,

as many forgot as they toiled

there was nowhere more beautiful.

 

Many of the bad folk

tried to take it away

from those who struggled

to keep this place fine,

but, for every one of the bad folk

there were a hundred good.

 

And say that someday soon

this secret lovely place

will be revealed to all,

stretched through the wedge of night

partway between the sun and the moon.

 

This land.

This Earth.

That we call home