The valley of
Norlic Md'tlael'dli'in
northern Rhunlae... Cham'd...
colors of green ...reflect
within the whiteness of the sun
the tiny figures of small lakes
like mirrors
of the rapid flowing rivers
trickle... faint unwoken butterflies of sound
ants, of transparent crystalline dew, begot
with softness.... call... the dreamy sleeps of the moss
its golden carpets, of forgotten sunlight
color, a world to itself, beyond, scale and size
a tininess... dissolving all the vastness of the sky
beneathe ones walking feet...
the narrow verticalness of the trees
asif a parody
of round weathered boulders
only an expanse
the talking silence of
pale
indigo clouds
The valley of Norlic Md'tlael'dli'in
Cham'd - northern Rhunlae
still
in the soft call of the wind
with marshland spices like a dough warm
a tower
colors of green... reflect
within the whiteness of the sun
on a river …like little beads...
the tiny figures
of the butterflies of
small lakes
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