Ethiopian mountainside

Night falls on the mountainside

In the sky the freshness of a star

Steep valley ridges lose their shape

Their rippling contours merge to black

The last warmth of sunlight glows on the ridge opposite

And slowly the orange disintegrates to tawny white

If you look closely you can see it happen,

Watch the world transform before you – timeless moment.

On the far side of the valley fires burn in the darkness

Later on, they will peter out and disappear into the night.

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