Frosted in snow
gouged by ridges and crevasses
steep sentinels of time.
Tall giants anchored deep in sea
warmed by kinder sun as days extend,
they shed their winter cloak
rushing waterfalls from heights on high.
Simple homesteads perch on ledges
steep paths above cold waters.
Historical remnants,
they housed rugged folk.
Those who dared to live and love
within the soul of Norway’s fjords.
Photos while in Geirangerfjord, Norway. Absolutely stunning to see!
lillian the home poet 
It looks like spring is still a way off!
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Awesome sights! Marvelous poem! 🌹🌹🌹
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I love your poem. And the photos are poetic as well, especially shots of the reflective waters.
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Love your photos and words Lillian ~ Enjoy your cruise ~
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Thank you for sharing your journey; I look forward to every bit!
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Wonderful write and photos to go with.
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I thoroughly enjoyed your poem and photos. You are (were) in a beautiful place.
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