Standing below, skiers whiz by,
ready to reach the bottom, not
looking where sky meets the water,
where the winter was born and exists
above the treetops, not at your toes,
not this time. These mountains have roots far below and well above the sight of human-kind.
We go here to pay homage to god and feel the power of the elements. We go here to feel alive and lighter than the rock all around. We go here to feel strong and capable and aware of awe.
We go here to see from within and to look outwards.
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