The sunlight glistened, Onto the snow, as my board went swiftly, with my body down low. It was 2pm, I was alone. Boarding in the cold. By myself. I was told. I passed a tree, and another one. a forest was ahead. With large evergreens, but most of them were dead. I curved the board slightly, so I was on the trail. I closed my eyes briefly, and thought of things in detail. I go boarding to get away, from every life pain. I board alone to hear myself, and to seek into my domain. A ramp is ahead, but I go around. i don't feel like jumping today. Jumping consists of thought. But now, my mind is drifting away. When I board, my mind jumps away, to a place I can't explain. When I board, nothing else seems to matter, except what my mind could contain.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem the night I got back from Snowboarding. I don't really know why I wrote it. The poem might tell you something though.
I wanted others to read my poetry. Thats why I submitted it.
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