The Secret Place.Oval valley, high mountains defend,Voltais’ well-concealed treasure, Quirks of nature, harmoniously blend, Through narrow and camouflaged fissure. Cascades of water, pounding below, Filling lakes, streams and rivers, Torrents move swiftly, seldom to slow, Reeds, standing tall, shake and quiver. Soft misty rainbows, shimmer and prance, Tarns float on thermals above, Fecundity proven, lush grasses dance, Sleek, like a hand in a glove. Terraced dwellings, a fortified haven, Cut into rock face and wall, Symbolic of brave, not the craven, Cloistered in Cities less tall. Industrious like bees in a hive, People who choose here to dwell, Have propensity to flourish and thrive, Yet few of these secrets to tell. |