The spread of dark and light
On the ridges of the slopes
Above the light darkness flow
Painting the slopes in dim light
The undulating climb on the slope
It spreads out far ahead for the
eyes to see
The wonderful gifts of nature
It never fails to penetrate our
minds
The two round lakes sparkling in the
light
The thirsty mind will dream of it
Of the spreading of angels coming to
rest
The shadows playing hard to get….
The background music of wind
whirring
Calling up the angels to take the
heat
The 2 round lakes naked in the eyes
The undulating ridges eager to fall
Nothing will happen in the twilight
The angels look and take flight
The gifts of nature stay close
behind
Listening to the wind whirring cry
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