the slight shock of freezing air
drenched with a soaring sky
cerulean, gazing into oblivion
where lies cannot hide

icy crunch of wet, wet snow
the salt picking at leather shoes
the sound of feet resonate into the blue
carrying the heartbeat of a moment's hue

crackle of laughter spark in the cold
chuckles and screams of delightful scolds
hands grasping one another, so warm at touch
their feet echoing as they chase the cold in a run

the blue, marvelous sky
and all the life held below
a mother and son gazing at the signs
as they gaze into a world of animals

sublime