Ted Hughes — Heptonstall Old Church

A great bird landed here. Its song drew men out of rock, Living men out of bog and heather. Its song put a light in the valleys And harness on the long moors. Its song brought a crystal from space And set it in men's heads. Then the bird died. Its giant bones Blackened and became a mystery. The crystal in men's heads Blackened and fell to pieces. The valleys went out. The moorland broke loose.