Setting tracks

Laying Tracks for deer to see,

Their hoof prints cross

in front of me.

Nordic Natural

Here I glide,

dot...dot...ski poles

mark my stride.

I look up at snow-artful trees,

In the shelter of their canopies.

"Snow-Art"

Birds chirping loudly,

seeking food,

A nature-concert

sets the mood.

A jet airliner overhead,

breaks the silence,

I'm home again.