me atop Greyrock mtn, CO soft rain
droplets falling down like snow
the world here wants it
those shimmering dabs of white
spiralling down overhead
smiling my mind
soft, still and quiet
remembering yesterdays
amid highland and tundra fields
forested mountainsides with avenues of snow
extending into valleys far below
as far as my blade would glide
movement and the soft feel of crystals
blotting my face
intricate constructions
small and sweet
neverending in that beautiful place

i've lived plenty of days dreaming of boarding thats for sure
but one thing i know after having got up and gone boarding
is there's no turning back
the longer you wait the harder you fall
planning bigger and better trips to the snow each time
to feed the addiction
but somehow i know its just not enough
you've gotta go out there and live your dreams every once in a while
if you dont do this then what's the point in living
after all, what have we got to look forward to when we die?
i know i'll be lying there extremely content in the fact that i went and did everything i wanted
and had as much fun being free as i could possibly fathom

go ride that mountain...

my board


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