The Trail

The trail I follow
In melting, frail snow
Will fade tomorrow
Like a snake on starved rocks
Today – step off it,
Today – fall through,
Today – be damned
And tomorrow – pure
I’m held by nothing;
I’m tied to naught;
Countless, deep steps
Over the hungry void
Smell strong of sweat
Brought to boil by fear –
They mark the safe way –
Not the way for me
Thus, I move away from
The well-trodden trail
Into the swelling whiteout,
Which has called my name
I do not leave
Behind me a path:
I walk alone;
First step, second… last

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