Digital image for the day is made according to my own imagination and thoughts (your writing story competition(104)My hill town| Mi pueblo de la colina by @graceleon
Hello, dear community of Steemians.
A real privilege for me to participate in these artistic proposals that bet to develop our imagination to the limit.
Today I brought for you a story called "MY HILL VILLAGE".
My hill town
The village built on that old hill, never imagined that one day nature would surprise them.
Once upon a time, there was a day, a summer afternoon, one of those that make you wish you were never born. The clouds were the most desired elements of the ecosystem in those days. And the fact is that, in such an old town, accustomed to a mild climate, that day that year, it was not at all normal.
It turned out to be "safer" for the inhabitants of that region to shut themselves in their dens, to cool off in the shadows of those houses built in small caves.
They are cave houses, always cool all year round. But that day, it was not just any day.
A rumbling among the foundations
felt life stirring.
We don't understand what happened!
inside they said to each other;
let's stay locked up,
maybe this would happen too!
In that ancient fortified hill town that seemed indestructible, something really happened.
A powerful volcano was activated with a strong telluric movement that stirred the tectonic plates between the foundations of that old hill.
An unpredictable volcano surprisingly erupted. The heat felt was like the red-hot flames of a gigantic bonfire.
My people succumb among the lava,
between fire and ashes;
not even a little remains,
Of its caves, of its ruins.
It is Mystery, it is misery,
it is suffering, it is agony.
My ancient village of the most beautiful hill, succumbs now between an earthquake and volcano!
These were the anguished words of the village chief, as he wept and moaned in his sleep.
In the midst of his sobs, the chief of the hill village was still sleeping. He woke up very distressed, in despair, sweating and cold .
If I were to lose this my town, I will sleep sober and calm, The heat hurts us, ⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰ ⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰ ⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰ El pueblo construido en aquella vieja colina, nunca imaginó que un día la naturaleza les sorprendería. En aquel pueblo de la antigua colina fortificada que parecía indestructible, algo realmente sucedió. Mi antiguo pueblo de la colina más bella, sucumbe ahora entre un terremoto y volcán! Entre sollozos sobresaltos,el jefe del pueblo de la colina, aún dormía. Despertó muy angustiado, con desespero, sudando y frío . Si perdiera a éste mi pueblo, Dormiré sobrio y tranquilo, El calor nos hace daño, ⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰ ⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰⛰
I can't believe what I dreamed,
it's a nightmare, it's a lie!
My people hurt me in my soul,
if I lost it I would cry;
there are no words to describe,
What would happen to me.
my hill, my little caves;
the beauty of your landscape,
are like a symphony;
that springs from my broken soul,
at the thought that it would exist,
a volcano, an earthquake,
If some disaster would happen.
believing that God takes care of me;
and no matter what happens,
I would always depend on you.
God send a drizzle,
To quench this thirst so coarse,
May my people come out and smile.
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With love, @graceleon
Hola, estimada comunidad de Steemians.
Un verdadero privilegio para mi participar en éstas artísticas propuestas que apuestan a desarrollar nuestra imaginación al límite.
Hoy traje para ustedes una historia llamada "MI PUEBLO DE LA COLINA"
Mi pueblo de la colina
Erase una vez un día, de una tarde veraniega, de aquellas que te hacen desear nunca haber nacido. Las nubes eran los elementos del ecosistema más deseados por aquellos días. Y es que, en un pueblo tan antiguo, acostumbrado a un templado clima, ése día de ese año, no era para nada normal.
Resultaba ser mas "seguro" para los habitantes de aquella región, encerrarse en sus guaridas, refrescarse entre las sombras de aquellas casas construidas en pequeñas cuevas.
Son casas de cavernas, siempre frescas todo el año. Pero ese día, no era cualquier día.
Un estruendo entre los cimientos
se sintió remover la vida.
¡No entendemos que pasó!,
en el interior se decían;
¡quedémonos encerraditos!,
¡tal vez esto también pasaría!
Un poderoso volcán se activó con un fuerte movimiento telúrico que removió las placas tectónicas entre los cimientos de aquella vieja colina.
Un volcán impredecible sorprendió en erupción. El calor que se sentía era como las llamas encendidas al rojo vivo de una gigantesca fogata.
¡Mi pueblo sucumbe entre lava,
entre el fuego y las cenizas;
no queda ni tan sólo un poco,
De sus cueva, de sus ruinas.
Es Misterio, es miseria,
es sufrimiento, es agonía.
Fueron las palabras angustiosas del jefe del pueblo, mientras lloraba y gemía dormido.
¡No puedo creer lo que soñé,
es pesadilla, es mentira!
Mi pueblo me duele en el alma,
de perderlo lloraria;
no hay palabras que describan,
Lo que a mi me pasaría.
mi colina, mis cuevitas;
la belleza de tu paisaje,
son como una sinfonía;
que brota de mi alma rota,
al pensar que existiría,
un volcán, un terremoto,
Si algun desastre pasaría.
creyendo que Dios me cuida;
y aunque pase lo que pase,
siempre de ti yo dependería.
Manda Dios una llovizna,
Que aplaque esta sed tan basta,
Que mi pueblo salga y sonría.
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Excellent story, enjoyed it very much @graceleon
Thank you for all your support. I love every initiative.
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