A heap of stones
by a stone spike
looking down
on a limpid sea
Like distant boats
the islands sail
along the horizon
far to the south
The sun twinkles
in countless mirrors
as it slowly sinks
to its solstice bed
The waters flow
slowly to reveal
a rock or two
under the other spike
Not unlike
a stony leviathan
lurking in the
seas down below
The wind rises
in a bullying crescendo
wintry squalls
obscuring the lights
Which is which?
Rona, Milaid
Arnish, Tiumpan
The time: 1.55 am
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