Fields, white frosted plains
meadows, canals, mist and dew
but also black crows,
deer and wild boar
No church towers or skyscrapers
as landmarks
but floodplains and dark,
black fertile soil
Crowing roosters, whizzing cars
adduced by the wind
monotone whisper
of the highway in the distance
Silence brings heaven closer
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