Naturens Galleri - Vintersorg
En grottmyning gapar mork och dyster
i bergsidans stenstruktur.
Vid glimmerschiffrets lyster,
min blick fasts vid dess arkitektur.
Dar lurar urtidsmakter,
viljekraften i en kallrannil.
Som stortar ned mot djupa schakter
och skoljer adrad sparfossil.
Vad helst min blick begrunnar
blaser dess skonhet sinnet i svall.
Som en underjordisk mane kall,
blandar en bergkristall.
Breda sprickors giriga munnar
Ar en portal till jordens marg.
Kringrand av malmrik farg,
en atelje i dunkelt berg.
Langs tranga gangar mot djupets hjarta
Som utsiras av metaller bjarta
i bilder, fullandad estetik.
Droppstensskulpterade gestalter
skrinlagda i tryggt forvar.
Formade i hallars spalter
Over rannilen spegelklar.
Naturens galleri
Ar likt en fantasi,
och mystikens lustgard och boning.
Naturens galleri,
vederkvickelsens trolska utopi.
[English translation:]
Nature's Gallery
A cave opening gapes dark and gloomy
In the stone structure of the mountain side
By the lustre of the gleaming slates,
My gaze is fastened to its architecture.
There lurks primordial powers,
The willpower in a well-rill
Which plunges towards deep shafts
And rinses aged fossils
Wherever my gaze ponders
It's beatuy blows the mind into swells.
Like a cold subterranean moon,
Dazzles a mountain crystal.
Wide cracks' greedy mouths
Are portals to the earth's marrow.
Surrounded by ore-rich colour,
An studio in dim mountain
Along narrow passages towards the depths' heart
Under the fair gothic of the ceilings
Which are adorned by gaudy metals
in images, in perfect aesthetics.
Dripstone-sculptured shapes
casket-laid in safekeep.
Formed in the columns of the rocks
Over the mirror-clear rill
Nature's gallery
Is like a fantasy,
and the mysticism's paradise and dwelling
Nature's gallery,
Refreshment's magic utopia.
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