Morning over Lake Geroldsee
A delicate veil of mist lies over the land, as if the morning wanted to hide the world from itself for a moment. The earth breathes softly as the sun, golden and patient, rises behind the jagged peaks of the Karwendel mountains. Its rays break through the haze, painting fleeting fires in the sky, bathing meadows and water in a soft, warm glow.
The Werdenfelser Land awakens from the silence - a whisper of dew on grass, a distant call from the trees, the first flutter of a bird over the lake. The small huts, silent as thoughts, carry the light on their roofs as if it were a blessing that settles down.
Lake Gerold rests in its silvery breath, half dream, half mirror, where heaven and earth meet. Every moment seems imbued with eternity - and yet as fleeting as the mist that rises and drifts away.
Here, between light and shadow, between night and day, the quiet miracle of a new beginning is revealed - the quiet poetry of the morning in Upper Bavaria.
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