enter the Dun and I will tell You a story
this summer dawn
the air is so weightless
that I believe to feel
and You can believe to hear this voice.
So go on the highest Dun
sit on the top of the walls
wait for the distant waves to cease.
To be the one in the middle has never been easy
with these corridors of lives
that are my veins,
blue in the evening
pink in the cradle of daylight.
I have known
and did not touch me.
They build strange nests on my slowly curved slopes
to keep away this greyness
to make a slice of immensity
of their own.
Watch me little sister
before I get asleep
You always close
and never together.
Once we were one
Three sisters spending time
in search of wild berries
with little blackbird voices
and walking through these carpets of stones
that still have no end
Even to spot the shy selkies
in windless evenings
was no surprise.
To be made of stone,
since those moments lost in time
was more than a destiny.
Yet shadows of memories approach me
when the sun disappears behind my shy sisters leaving for the fresh air of the night
or in the sea whispers of some winter mornings
and in the splendour of a spring dawn
I feel the connection
that brings us together.
Three sisters, three maids, three islands of stone
dont even think to know us
by walking on this pale cold skin on summer days.
You have to catch our glimp
within the changing of the seasons, it takes time.
It takes lives.
wait for that dawn
to hear my voice
come to my perfect circle
enter the Dun and I will tell You a story...
shot on the Aran islands, the three maids Inis Mor, Inis Meain, Inis Oirr,
with SIGMA cameras and lenses
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SIGMA SDQH - SIGMA DP0 Quattro -
SIGMA 24 mm f1.4 Art - SIGMA 10-20 mm f4.5-5.6
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