Poetry
Posted on April 26th, 2005 by Daniel
From my sister’s description of the hills of Hawke’s Bay, NZ:
They begin as wee humps on the ground and grow in size and number as you eye moves towards the horizon, seemingly haphazardly layered, one on top and to the side of another, until they collide with the hazy blue mountains and these, resting amid the clouds, seamlessly unite earth to heaven.
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