Wednesday, 16 January 2013

What peace in the snow.

A soft delicate day full of snow 
falling constantly; 
the quiet in the woods as I walked uphill,
 my skinned skis sliding silently 
through the powder.

Later, having reached the plateau, 
and fortified by coffee;
I unpeeled the skins, packed them away,
and started skiing down
fast and quietly,
passing no one but seeing only tracks.

What had taken me an hour and a half
to climb up, had taken a matter only,
of minutes to descend.

But what bliss. What blood;
pouring through my heated veins.
What air; clean and 
deep in my cooled lungs.

What exhilaration; 
rushing through my brain.
What peace !

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