Mysterious giants, tree lined smoke covered
Here is mystery writ large on the landscape
We are dwarfed by their magnificence
Cloud rising like smoke from a distant fire
Surrounds meanders and drifts on the breezes
Spiralling ever upward drawn by the hidden sun.
Creation in all her splendour adorns the lakeside
Making us wonder at the power of creation
Brings us to our knees in praise and adoration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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