20 January 2013
As I glide through the snow
I realize the world
The world of peace and tranquility
The world of timeless beauty
Hearing the crunching of the snow
With every stride of my skis below me
Brings a renewed smile to my face
My cold cheeks become flushed
With the blood from my ear to ear grin
What better way to live life
Than to glide through life
To feel the rush each icy gust of wind brings
Making you feel so alive
Why must this season end so soon
Why must Mother Nature play such a cruel joke
Why must she make this beautiful white canvas
Disappear for such a long period of time
Why must we crave winter
Like a frozen white drug
Making us search the world over
To continue our search
For the peace and tranquility we yearn after
Year after year we go through this
We go through this cruel joke being played upon us
The white disappears
The bright green of spring starts to appear
Leading into the lush green of summer
Soon it will be fall again
The browns, goldens and beautiful reds
Adorning the hillsides we continue to gaze upon
The hillsides we keep staring at
In the hopes we will see our favorite season
Begin once again
We continue to stare
We continue to believe that those colours of fall
Are turning into the white
The white we so crave
So we can once again glide through the crystals
The crystals of snow that bring so much hapinness
To our lives
To our souls
Ski • Opuss № I