Love Poem: Wicklow Hills

Wicklow Hills

Cold water cascades in rainbow shades Down from the Wicklow Hills nearby Heather and Gorse it will evade To magical pool where waters sigh. Enchanted pool hears silent desire With spell-binding sympathy Deep love that burns like white-hot fire Tender heart imbued with misery. Mystic spring cascades from high ground Rainbow prisms of light excite Spellbound moment spreads all around Broken heart mended it has taken flight.