stillness,
of a warm wind
drifts fragrance of herbs, through the summer
upon the sea, ships
in a busy port
in greenness, among rays of shining sunlight
like a pattern laid
the city of N'ldgdaegmgarr, aquamarine, in folds of morning
golden lit, coastal hills
quiet...
with a softly grey hissing
runs
the line of quintuple deck trains
small, the glass buildings of Uuilrmunn
tiny-cottages
chalky
..specks in the foreground....
on a carpet of emerald-yellow-grass
spread, like twinkling seeds
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