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Leaving Hallstatt ~ photo credit: Sharmagne Leland-St.John
Hallstatt
by Sharmagne Leland-St.John
Veiled in gossamer mists
Glacial mountains still covered with snow,
You with your red umbrella held high
Against the dark and moody sky
Below us the ancient alpine village
Resting on its own reflection
Glimmer-glass black lake
Ripple-less
Mirrors her beauty
The church steeple
A needle stitching earth
To heaven
Hear the lullaby
Of distant chimes,
Dulcet bells and vespers
Echoed through the valley
Until it becomes a whisper
Hallstatt!
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