Beeston Castle is a ruin now

Once proudly standing atop its hill

Now a pay to view tourist attraction

Still appealing nonetheless

Our past facsimiled into stone

The lives of ancestors

Tuning in, as ascent is made

Walking and feeling

Hours spent communing

 

And then a picnic

Overlooking rolling Cheshire countryside

Carrots are munched

Hummus enjoyed

And then peaceful inspiration

Seems the flat rock is made for our purpose

Sun on our backs

Journeying inside

The perfect place for yoga

 

(taken from The Cheshire Poems)

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