From Some Great Distance

from 7/11/25

It’s like I can still see
the clouds settled and yet
slowly moving
almost alive
over the tops
of deep mountains
and hills
just out of reach
blanketing the land
and I see the cascades
flowing over dark rock
and damp earth
and the valleys where
rivers wind and flow
over stone
and under Old Sligachan Bridge
and I see the remnants
of walls and homes and castles
and the rolling hills
and cliffs
where they rest
lost to time
and beyond all the beauty
the endless sea
and the feeling
of being so far away
from everything
and on days
where I go outside
and the clouds seem lower
and the rain falls
I’m reminded of it all
and I feel
that from some great distance
it calls to me
calls out something real
and hidden
and beautiful

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