28 January – Time to shine

When rainfall is high
and sunlight is low,
moisture rich moss
comes into her own.
Where bracken’s died back
and trees are all bare,
suddenly moss makes
you stop stark and stare
by gleaming a green
that at least, initially,
seems like it must be
achieved artificially.
So verdant it shines
with its rich velvet folds
that seamlessly drape
over dry stone walls,
and coat all the trunks
with natural flocking,
clothing the trees
in long, thick stockings.
Moss time is creeping
so who is to know
when this magic-in-the-making
first started to grow?
But now it has quietly
conquered my dale,
lending it landscapes
of old fairy tales.
So when rainfall is high
and sunlight is low,
moisture rich moss
gets her chance to glow.
And I am left asking,
how did I ever dismiss
moss to mundanity
when it can look like this?