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The Cliffs Of Shalidah Lea MAG
A couple of miles from town,
beyond where the cobble stones give way
to rolling green hills,
the air becomes thick
with the intoxicating scent of lavender.
Here the splendor captures me breathless
for these, are the cliffs of Shalidah Lea.
Hot and sultry air is left behind
for those who toil and sweat
to make their money.
Meanwhile cooling bursts of salty air envelop me
and I embrace the beauty of heaven
I see in the cliffs of Shalidah Lea.
A sight that's forever in my mind's eye,
these sharp, jagged forms hang dangerously
over turquoise fathoms.
My dreams live in the undulating water,
Comforting are these waves
Beneath the cliffs of Shalidah Lea.
Maneuvering, carefully I climb
to my small piece of land.
A supple carpet of moss
my heavenly find.
Imagination is born from this crevice
within the cliffs of Shalidah Lea.
as high as these magnificent structures,
lie as far to the end of the sky's azure,
My fears, my worries,
Here civilization and time do not hinder me,
for who I am and will become I discover
at the cliffs of Shalidah Lea.
When the sun sinks to kiss the water's edge,
I sadly realize I must return
to endure bustling people
their way through life.
the beauty I know exists
in these cliffs called Shalidah Lea.
Till tomorrow then,
my solid, understanding companions,
sleep well this summer's night,
for the day's new break
will draw me back.
my cliffs of Shalidah Lea.