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The Trail to Lake Louise

 

On Castle mountains rugged face

The battlements soar in splendid grace

Chinooks blow across the powdered snow

Great eddies turning too and fro

 

Like a clipper under full white sail

Blowing in the wind like a bridal veil

Flurries of snow chase through the trees

Falling gently to earth before they freeze

 

Icy smoke from the rivers rise

Then dissipates when caressing the sky

Snow blows down the valleys long

As the wind rings out its mournful song

 

Between the peaks blow snow and hail

Carrying their story on howling gale

Of frozen lakes and peaks so tall

To a mountain lions lonely call

 

After the squall the winds decrease

Leaving a quiet and gentle peace

An eagle soars to the heavens high

To cloudless blue and pristine sky

 

 

 

 

Trees have donned their winter dress

A bridal gown made to impress

Branches bowed by weight of snow

Curtsey to greet the earth below

 

The trail now rises to the final bend

At last we reach our journeys end

Glacier flows down to the frozen lake

Like frosting on a bridal cake

 

This glorious beauty fills the eye

Peaks soaring to greet the winter sky

Winds start to moan and trees to sway

As we turn our backs and walk away.

 

 

Jim Campbell