sunlight lances pure and white
crashing into the crystals bright
rainbows flashing in the light
the sharp brightness stealing sight
frigid wind blowing fast
swirling with crystals diamond hard
seems to slash into my skin
with sharp pain I cannot ignore
distant across the unbroken white
lies a goal that I must reach
somehow another footstep take
and another in endless chain
tall trees stand in covering snow
their green limbs frosted white
going on along my path
sheltering me not from the wind
wind does howl through their limbs
sounding like the hopeless damned
it would steal my hope away
taking my strength to journey on
endless does the journey same
unbroken white always the same
every step almost too hard
each one feeling to be my last
somewhere beyond my hope does lie
somehow something that I must find
far beyond me somewhere
and I seek to be there
endless pain from blinding light
and slashing crystals within the wind
the endless steps that continue on
and the fear that I might fail
somehow within must I find
somewhere the will to carry on
somehow the strength for another step
somehow be able to do it again
far beyond where I can see
some how can I ever there be
find the place that I do seek
somewhere the place that I must be
walking on an endless plain
with every step just the same
onward into the frigid wind
and sharp light that gives only pain
Sounds like Siberia. I
Sounds like Siberia. I applaud your winter imagery.
Starward