Foller Gill’s story treads
seemingly softly, rhythmically,
leaves their fresh green mark
beyond the grey, beaten paths.
Foller Gill takes
the much lesser-trod course,
searches deeper, further, takes
secrets to their mainstream beck.
Euden Beck strides
hungry, curiously thirsty,
pushes past the slow, shaded fields,
scorns their hemmed-in universe.
Bedburn Beck ambles,
tramples down all resistance,
insistent in their pursuit
of an ancient destiny.
The Wear wanders,
snakes towards their final estuary,
savors the holy promise,
the gift of the free, North Sea.
Foller Gill bathes
unbound in their ocean.
And their legend continues.
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 5:17 AM UTC
Foller Gill’s story treads
seemingly softly, rhythmically,
leaves their fresh green mark
beyond the grey, beaten paths.
Foller Gill takes
the much lesser-trod course,
searches deeper, further, takes
secrets to their mainstream beck.
Euden Beck strides
hungry, curiously thirsty,
pushes past the slow, shaded fields,
scorns their hemmed-in universe.
Bedburn Beck ambles,
tramples down all resistance,
insistent in their pursuit
of an ancient destiny.
The Wear wanders,
snakes towards their final estuary,
savors the holy promise,
the gift of the free, North Sea.
Foller Gill bathes
unbound in their ocean.
And their legend continues.
