At the end of the St James Walkway,
the white mountains stood upside down
in the polished surface of the lake,
their winter reflection a post card
reminder for the traveller whose
journey passed this way.
POST CARD
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
At the end of the St James Walkway,
the white mountains stood upside down
in the polished surface of the lake,
their winter reflection a post card
reminder for the traveller whose
journey passed this way.