Within shining rays of the sun.

Winter’s luminous life pulses, pleases

and warms the silent shadows of time…

Snow dunes mirror desert slopes.

For a moment all lays quiet and still.

As I walk on the lake of ice.

Sounds smiles and senses come alive.

Smelling seeing smoke.

Rising above and beyond.

The open circular snow shelter.

Magnetized by curiosity.

As if, in a dream I slowly move closer.

Stepping into the humble abode.

With my shadow on the floor and wall.

Red ambers shimmer in their abandonment.

While yellow crackling flames lit up dancing spirits.

They spoke through etchings initials and symbols.

Lovers proclaiming presence and patience.

On aqua angelic winged walls.

That curved in.

Holding us warm.

From the cold winter wind.

My shadow and I marveled.

At the mystery and magic.

That each day brings.