Ski Day

63DAE77E-1AD2-436D-A384-BDEAE840E69Ctiny diamonds caught in the snow
sparkle, before the edge of the skis
cut them and throw up a white cloud
no clouds in the Colorado sky
blue against the green trees
whose limbs drop with icing

sweaty under the warm coat
the slap of cold on the face
racing down
down down down

nothing in the world is wrong
when you’re skiing
weaving
through the trees
sunshine and mountain beauty
fill each breath
and your muscles ache
finding the rhythm

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