nature is unforgivable. that is all.

when i am standing alone atop a snow capped mountain

in my kelly green pants, rocking suspenders that hang down from my waist

and the toggles to my gray jacket are fastened

and my boots are buckled tightly

and my helmet is clipped under my chin

and my braids are knit

and my skis are secure

and my headphones are in

i am ready... i am ready i am ready i am ready

for whatever tempts me.

that snowy ledge

that mini mogul

that icy patch

that steep downhill

eager to tear it to shreds with the sharpened edges of my skis

i'll carve white, wavy train tracks into the mountain

while white wavy wires stream soothing melodies through my mind

and when it snows over

others will follow my feet

without even knowing i was there.

the music will resonate through the snow capped mountain

because nature has a memory that spans eternity.