Wintry Twilight
Crisp air, crunchy snow, waning light,
solstice looming.
I rush to fit in a quick ski
after an energizing,
yet tiring day.
Tension slips away as
my skis glide on the grooming.
The familiar fullness
that comes
in the company of trees
and sky
and self locomotion
feels welcome.
I stop for a moment to
breathe it all in,
gazing up
to a crescent moon
drifting above
bare branches
as they tickle
the wintry twilight sky.
Gratefully
I slide
into the evening.
Crisp air, crunchy snow, waning light,
solstice looming.
I rush to fit in a quick ski
after an energizing,
yet tiring day.
Tension slips away as
my skis glide on the grooming.
The familiar fullness
that comes
in the company of trees
and sky
and self locomotion
feels welcome.
I stop for a moment to
breathe it all in,
gazing up
to a crescent moon
drifting above
bare branches
as they tickle
the wintry twilight sky.
Gratefully
I slide
into the evening.
Sarah Carlson
December 11, 2018
Sarah, this is beautiful, thanks for sharing.
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