Open your eyes
Here in the arctic white
Witness a disappearing act

The blinding snow
Bleaches sight
Light for months on end

Then darkness
Hanging low under the sun
A blanket of sleep

Wake up to the company of stars
Fall asleep as you travel
Deep sea dreaming of horizons afar

And deeper still
Where halls hum
Your feet they land on marble floors

This feigning cold more real
More piercing than anything
Sinking softly through your heels

Winter stretching out its long arms
Cradling the sky in hazy icicles
I let its cold touch seep into my bones

And from my breath
The vapour of a clouded whisper
Stills in the frost