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.