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I was looking into my Land…<\/p>\n
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Space and Views blew me away…<\/p>\n
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The Sea, close and far,<\/p>\n
“my” sharp Rocks,<\/p>\n
the gentle Forests,<\/p>\n
the Spikes and Trenches from the War,<\/p>\n
Sage, smells, and little Flowers,<\/p>\n
the small Fields, the dark fertile Earth,\u00a0 the Caves…<\/p>\n
I saw into the great Beauty and the Wild,<\/p>\n
in the Blood that was given to the Ground,<\/p>\n
in the painful Memories, and in the Sweet sweet ones,<\/p>\n
in the traces of Wild Pigs and Deer,<\/p>\n
in the shining blue black Bugs.<\/p>\n
I rested in the Sun,<\/p>\n
and in the harsh Wind…<\/p>\n
Quiet.<\/p>\n
Gone.<\/p>\n
Old Songs and Sayings came back,<\/p>\n
the crazy sound of “my” Dialect,<\/p>\n
Connecting with “my” People,<\/p>\n
Touching Hearts,<\/p>\n
Feeling Hearts,<\/p>\n
and the Mess, and the Olives, and the Wine,<\/p>\n
and the Churches, the Cathedral, and some horrible Buildings,<\/p>\n
and the History, and the Culture,<\/p>\n
and “my” old and new Spots,<\/p>\n
Sunsets and Sunsets…<\/p>\n
Breath and Breath…<\/p>\n
It is all me, I am all that…<\/p>\n
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