by Isaac
Rushing down the mountain
Like a piercing bullet
Powder dancing around me
Everything seems to freeze
As the brisk wind bites
At my skin
I ready myself
My heart skips a beat
as I take flight
Like an eagle
Soaring through the fresh
Mountain air
I feel complete as I connect
With the frozen terrain
I have successfully achieved
Flight
Written in Response to "Fast Break" by Edward Hirsch