ancient aesthetic
Submerged by the citadel a sodden gray rat emerges at the riverbank.
Climbing past corpulant Tui cathedrals that could irritate the Portuguese.
But Spain's colours are exposed, crumbling domiciles & vacuous industries.
Remote from cities great boulders cleave off to lie undisturbed & appreciated.
Streams gurgle with fresh wash under monolithic stone bridges.
Beauty created by Nature & unknown men with arcane skill.
This confusing nonsense is there to be witnessed only. Academic men pretend but can't recreate the magical durability.
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