Almond shaped souls, mounted on alabaster,
Filled with emerald pools
Lie above three mountain ranges.
One range hides the souls from each other,
The others are only small, like hills.
A town of white houses sits in a valley,
With hillsides covered in pink flowers.
All is surrounded by golden grass
That brushes across the northern plain.
Each is part of a whole.
Yet, each whole is unique.
Answer: a face