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Rocky Highland

To these swinging trees with a sound, rays of light, sloping meadows, glades, cold, humid walls of cooling shades – to denizens of the land. Flowers hugged in the boulders’ rift with wind shaking stems of herbals, evoked thoughts beyond words – passing slowly with a tram lift. Talus to the peaks and mosses, next to trees, huts of logs, grasses, sparking beauty, cozy hamlets. Bonded with life and harmony, man to ponder nature’s glory – fecund valleys, tarn-eyes’ streamlets.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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