Island of the King of the Dwarves
Fishes swim toward it in coral encrustations,
the light doubles and glares,
the face of the dwarves' king looks landward
as if keeping sentinel on the bay.
It is another world we have entered into here.
The majestic landforms create myths,
and the sun expands forward,
as if in love with it all.
At sunset, the myths enliven themselves,
coming alive and dancing to the twinkling
of the starlights in the heavens
Writing by Regina Stemberger