Binn Ghulbain ascends pale green
from the dark green land, turns
almost black on the rim of its
level top, shrouded by fog.
The scene more poetic
than these words
can contain.
But we can try,
we can talk of the history
embedded in the landscape, how
an ancient sea bottom was raised high
to the sky, still carrying with it the fossils of its
ancient, teeming life, embedded in its very being,
like this house its own relics that have become part of it.
23.06.2024
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