from mountain's lofty height
as only sound in serene air
amid world's remote end
the peace of falling leaves
caressing forlorn grass
dreaming of bygone summer
the cows have moved
to hearth fires of home
their ringing bells
resounding still between
these walls of rock
gleaming in fires of purple dusk
a smiling angel spreads upon the tops
announcing full hope's moon
deep in the alpine heart
a cave concealed
embraces winter's flower
