My Life on Ice

My Life on Ice

I've put my life on ice because I've found paradise and so it is that I've chosen to be frozen only to find improvement in my movement.  I've even been frequented with the occasion of being able to raise my chalice to the Aurora Borealis and so I've found the big sky to be the apple of my eye and so like an eagle I find myself able to fly.  This is a truth that I am glad not to deny.

Often I love the wind when it gets to howling.  It does not necessarily get my face to scowling and so it is that I am glad for the whispery weather that I've had that's been filled with a smattering of leaves scattering.  I love the snow and I don't mind if she appears not to want to go.  She paints a glowing picture that helps me see into infinity and so it is that my mind is able to chill as I meander over rolling hills as my heart seeks each and every mountain peak.

This solitude has refortified my fortitude and so an exuberant mood is what I exude as I stand tall to inhale the call of an oasis away from mundane places as I look into the clouds that tantalize me with interesting faces.  What I see is where I want to be and so it is that I've discovered what it is to be me and what it is to be free and so it is that I've come to know that I do not want to go.  It is the smell of the trail.  It is the smell of every detail and it is the smell of the groundswell that comes from the last best place and so eternally there is a smile on my face.

I've never been here before and so I explore only to discover everything new that comes into view and so it is that I always have something to do, even if it is nothing more than observing the morning dew.  It glistens and so I listen.  The wind whips and so I take a sip and the water falls and so I hear the call of a mighty thunder never to be put asunder and a humble rumble that is moving because it is so soothing.  Some do not understand why I am here when the picture is perfectly clear.  What I'm seeing has become a part of my being and so here I play and so here I stay while feeling what Montana has to say.

I've put my life on ice because I've found paradise and I am ecstatic because my days are not static.  Things change to rearrange like the shimmer of the Missouri river and so I inhale to exhale every detail as I stroll down the infinite trails.  Upon every mountain is written a story to tell and so it is when I sleep I have sweet dreams to keep and when I awake I am greeted by sweet tender snowflakes.  I do not regret a single sunset and I continue to find every sunrise a pleasant surprise and so here I stay and I would not have it any other way.

Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer

Copyright?  When it became clear why I remain here.

January 16^th, 2016