At First Trailer Light
Ambient air arouses the valley.
A hint of nature's scent.
Chilled bones creak, and crawl
out of comforting warm covers,
moving like snails in the frigid
morning trailer air.
Passive, contemplative the mood,
no fear, anger or dread-
only admiration for the mountains.
Still, snow-covered, blowing
winter's breath, expelling energy
to jumpstart human engines.
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