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Rock me in the High Mountains

WV2034/2025

Coloured pencils faber-castell & mixed midia on Steinbach paper.

 

"... Long generations from the Isles

Sent to tread the foreign miles

Where the spiral ages meet.

Felt naked dust beneath their feet.

Future sun called winds to blow

And the past and present hard-eyed crow

Flew hunting high and circling low over blackened plains of Eden.

 

There's a child and a woman praying for an end to the mystery.

Hoping for a word in a letter fair wind-blown from across the sea

To where the mountain men are kings and the sound of the piper counts for everything......."

 

MOUNTAIN MEN - Jethro Tull, 1987.

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Uploaded on February 16, 2025
Taken on December 23, 2009