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1 Feb 2012
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Standing in the shade of an Apple Tree,

Heads tilted in awe of the Cathedral above.

Stirring the wonder my sister says

'Did you know glass is a liquid?

See how the stained windows

Appear to be sliding to the ground,

Time has afforded us this glacial truth.'

My sister is a mountain,

Himalayan in stroke and youth.

I am more Yilgarn Craton

With my endemic habitats.

We grew up with rivers,

Both flooded and empty,

Sometimes missing.

We learnt the violent way of mass

Matter and movement.


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