• Floating along the newly formed snow.
    No path telling me where to go.
    Nothing bare could be found.
    Not a single soul around.
    Trees covered with a sheet of ice.
    New sites as I look thrice.
    Beautiful sites never seen before.
    Drawing me in, wanting more.
    Magical everything seems.
    Can't believe it's not a dream.
    I take my step and blaze my way.
    The sun appears to start the day.