Crystal clear morning
ice on the air
cloudy mountain horizon
awakening
frosty fingertips
of a maple's reach
balancing along
meringue peaks
cleansing each breathe
hand upon my face
this part i like best
air
forgotten fondness arriving here
impatient journey to this point
days' fire burns everywhere
snow
Lauren B Called
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/interpretation-13/
