Arinsol


Mountains.
Like restful giants
slumbering
under blankets
of snow.
Furry trees for hair,
peering out
at the sun
which is dazzling
off peaks,
caressing gentle
folds…
Below a sky
of palest blue,
hinting at nursery walls.
Blue
and white
clear and crisp.
Fresh mountain air
lovingly enfolds all
in a silent
embrace –
a sleepy mother,
nestling shy villages
beneath her skirts.
Clambering children
playing, skiing
down her slopes.

                                      - Andorra, 2000