Leon de Leeuw
Lake Lagoda morning
Morning sun rays hit the Lake Lagoda waters
Lighting up the room Dmytri Zolotov of Archangelsk sleeps in
He awakes and gets dressed, combs his beard with a brush
Outside Valaam monastery, thick mist covers the lake
Dmytri washes himself, pushes his boat off onto the water
Peddling softly, on the quiet lake
Birds hidden in tall grass, a Lagoda seal by the shore
Dmytri stops rowing, looks into the mist
It up slowly, as if afraid of the sun
It’s a summer day, the trees lush and green
The belltower island, Dmytri ties his boat to a pole
He holds onto the ladder, climbs up step by step
Then pulls hard the chord, the first bell rings
A stork is awoken and spreads its wings
As the mist clears the lake on this Lagoda morning
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