standing

standing in snow

scent of pine trees and sap that runs down wintery bark footsteps crunching into white standing looking through the trees inhaling cold air exhaling a cloud of warmth making curls as it disappates the land is slightly blue but in stillness you can feel the connection

first touch of water is shocking it’s colder than you think it’s going to be but you’re held and in that warmth throughout your bones your skin muscles marrow consuming you to the core at the same time as the surface shiver jolts you awake teeth chattering and yet you feel warm inside though you…