The Slow Town

The slow town sits
between the hills.

A river twists and
dives beneath a
sea of green life
filled with echoes
of bird’s song.

Church tower and bells
break the horizon
of trees and field,
ensnaring people
passing on the road.

Slow summer days
rest on the slopes
like elegant curves
of a world
lying in surrender.

The slow town sits
between the hills.

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