This poem is taken from Poetry Nation 5 Number 5, 1975.
A Clear Mountain View
As we achieved a high position
The island simplified in jasper shades.
It descended from us and became ideal
Under the sun; even stones
Crystallised at our feet.
It was a soundless place,
We could recline like gods
Unable to move or speak.
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