After a long and arduous period of tiring work, high up in the snowy mountains of the Karakorum, cut off from civilization and its people, this poem came as I lay dreaming about the woman I love.
I wrote this poem almost instantaneously after posting my first. Initially, I gained inspiration from having resided in my university bedroom for nigh on a week; a result of revision. The poem's progression signifies a withdrawal from pessimism, with the charge of optimism stemming from, as is always the case, love.
