Mists of Wengen copyright Robert Fullarton 2015
Mists of Wengen
copyright Robert Fullarton 2015
Mists on
the dawn
At Wengen
The cows
march
And bells
rang out
From first
din
To navy
blue dusk
Snow
finches
Glided in
style
Over snow
mounds
Solid rock
peaks
Like compass
points
Beneath the
stars above
Wengen
above the valley
Marmots hiding in
the mountains
Green
harmony nestles us
Blue heaven
coats
Our mood in
atmospheric
Heaven
Touching Earth
The
Trummelbach
Cascades
And continues
Like a
heartbeat
That rages
in a loving
Landscape
Cow bells
ring out
Again
In the dead
of night
When silence
fills
Crevices
And awe
delights
The breathless
Voyeur
Of raw
creation
Labels: Poem
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