Upon a canvas white and wide,Where silence and the chill collide,There lies a path, both steep and long,A slope where daring hearts belong.With boards affixed to willing feet,The mountain calls with challenge sweet.A dance with gravity, a race with wind,In snowy realms, where dreams are pinned.The air, it bites with frosty teeth,Yet spirits soar beyond…
The Winter’s Thrill Upon the white, a silent thrill,A dance with chill, the world stands still.With skis and skates, the brave convene,To conquer slopes and icy sheen.The mountain’s call, a siren’s song,Where hearts beat fast, and spirits long.To glide on snow, to fly on ice,Each turn and jump, a roll of dice.The frosty air, a…
Ballet on Blades Gliding on the mirror of a frozen stage,Under a sky so wide and clear,Each twist, each turn, a ballet on blades,In the world of ice, so near, so dear.Silhouettes pirouette in the winter air,Leaping high, then a gentle glide,On the ice, they dance without a care,With the elegance of a tide.The crisp,…
