Come with me to the mountains
Every breath you take feels
pure
And there is no smell
Only cold clarifying air
Breathe deeply savouring every one

All around is blue sky
Every step on Virginial snow
Like a freshly iced Christmas cake
With fir trees lounging as decorations all around

Feel
the solitude
Feel the sun beating down on your back as you walk
Put your hand in the snow to see how cold It can get

Listen to the distant hum of the chairlifts
The crude crunch of your snowshoes under feet

And feel it all belongs to you
For that moment

And then round the corner onto a ski slope
Children laughing
Skiers tumbling
Legs dangling from suspended chairs
Bright splashes of colour in every outfit
Some fancy dress

There goes batman

And smile
for your secret is locked way behind you on the plateau