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Lazy water lapping at the greensward
Sunrise over the trees mark
A tower reaching towards the sky.
It casts a long shadow that never reaches the water
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From the lake, the tower seems elevated
But the foreshortening view
Makes it appear stocky
As it squats on top of the hill
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Who was the wit that called this a mountain?
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Rising out of the see it gazes proudly
Down on the mortals.
Walking to the top may be a challenge
To anybody but a mountaineer.
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Still, Sky Mountain knows that it is
Just that.
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© HMH, 2022
Hi Hanne,
Why is the second reading always so much better? Just lovely, and the pictures are a perfect addition, otherwise I’d have had to look up Sky Mountain!
Debi
Hi Debi!
I don’t know that, but I’m aware that this is a rather quirky poem. Could it have something to do with that? Himmelbjerget is indeed not a mountain, but Danes have a penchant for aggrandizing. They actually have a landscape called the Danish Switzerland. . .
Hanne