Differently Beautiful

You are differently beautiful here,
in this land of hills, folding over
the other, draping pleat
over knee, over there.

Here You speak in
tongues between the
crow-like beeps of
horns incessant. Here
here You gird Your
loins with hospitality.

You meet me here
in inquiring eyes, eyes
that soften mine. I hear You
call my name in laughter as Your
daughters – strong and nimble –
colourfully and gracefully slide
past muscled motored men, like so
much water navigating rocks,
softening edges
and finding a


8 thoughts on “Differently Beautiful

  1. Elsie Millerd says:

    Beautiful. Thank you, Allen, for sharing your experience there.

  2. Mary Irene says:

    Loving the description of your surroundings and new found experiences…beautiful! Thank you!

  3. shoreacres says:

    The image and the poem complement one another beautifully. The laundry; the colors; the smoke in the hills; the congestion — my imagination slips through the streets as easily as that water flows around stones.

    • agjorgenson says:

      I’m glad you are able to catch the connection. Water imagery just seems so natural up in this hills and they really do feel like they are large versions of folds in fabric.

  4. Love the image of the colours flowing. It looks so beautiful, and sounds so beautiful in your words.

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