Kit Kelen #768 - Megalong

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Megalong

is as the eye for far

in glint

in shadows of a forest cast

with cliffs and close

of window, farm

haze line

and hills aside

you know that all this

leads on for forever

and it is a stillness of time

reduced to one day's light

shifting

scarp scrape

teeter edge

leaves afire with

you can lie back in the blue fades

as if in the millions of years to this

since a single stone was moved

ridge risen to it

streaked

our reflection in the glass

sway of breeze to show day breathes

a dart of wings come close

we timid touch

the very picture of the soul, the south

and no need to explore