blue haze, far away
peekless shapes
hanging from the horizon

this is where the rainbow
will be scooping up
its most shimmering colour –
the heavenly blue
from the greyish soil

* * *

behind every height veiled in light
there is another, in another light

the sunmist in the mountains
grants softness to the silhouettes

in a shroud of mist
mingled with sunlight
the far away hills
seem near.

The gravel utters plain silence.