Ice Fire
Cold.
Icy cold.
My toes feel numb.
My fingers tingle.
The wind howls.
Sleep tempts me.
But I must continue
to the top of the hill.
The view waits for me.
Only a few more steps.
Silence wraps its arms around me.
I raise my face to the beauty.
The colors take my breath away.
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We can hold ourselves firm.
Strong against all obstacles.
Ready to tackle all problems.
And then comes the crack.
The one obstacle we can’t stop.
The one thing we have no control over.
It can break us apart into pieces.
It can weaken our hold onto life.
Or it can make us stronger still.
We all hit that obstacle at one point in our lives.
What will you do?
DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
Dream a little dream.
An orange, red sun
Setting over the ocean.
A jagged cliff
Showcasing a lighthouse.
A light casting its glow,
While waiting for a ship.
Waves lapping at the rocks,
Trying to climb the steep fortress.
Clouds rolling in over the mountain,
Attempting to hide the light.
The sun slowly falling,
Losing some of its fire.
A ship appearing in the distance,
Seeking the lone light.
Its lights blinking in sequence.
The lighthouse signalling back.
All is well.
Dream well done.
TAKE ME FAR AWAY
Come with me away from it all.
Let’s climb a hill that’s really tall.
An island for me and you.
And skies that are clear and blue.
We will take long walks on the sand.
And don’t forget to take my hand.
I will never feel alone or lonely.
I will always have my one and only.
A TREE
A tree.
A symbol of hope.
Standing for freedom.
Withstanding the storms.
Arms raised to the sky.
Forever more.
Stand with me.
Give me courage.
To hold my head up high.
Solid as your roots.
Forever more.
Stay with me.
As time goes by.
Alone I stand.
No friends nearby.
Forever more.
Do we dare?
Dare to walk in the snow.
Climb the rocks.
Slide down the slopes.
Feel the cold on our faces.
The wind hitting our bodies.
The brisk nip in the air.
Should we?
Someone else has done it,
while we’ve been procrastinating.
Do it now.
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Watch the water flow.
Down the mountain.
Over the rocks.
Carrying leaves and fish.
To new places.
To new sights.
Watch the fish jump and play.
The sun’s rays reflecting
on the smooth surface.
Listen to the soothing sounds.
The water splashing against
The submerged tree limbs.
How perfect.
How satisfying.
Dip your toes into the cold splendor.
That makes it perfect.
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THE OCEAN
No greater force on earth.
No master.
No remorse.
No purpose.
No stopping.
Not by a mountain
or by man.
THE FEEL OF SALT WATER AND
CRISP WIND AGAINST YOUR FACE.
THERE’S NOTHING LIKE IT IN THE WORLD.
A WATERFALL,
A TALL MOUNTAIN,
A BUBBLING STREAM,
ALL PART OF THE BEAUTY OF NATURE.
NO PEOPLE
NO BUILDINGS
NOTHING
BUT THE BLUE SKY.
WIDE OPEN SPACE
ONLY THE SKY AND ITS BEAUTIFUL REFLECTION
DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE ESCAPING
AND EXPLORING NEW PLACES?
I DO EVERYDAY.
EXCERPT FROM “THE DEAD GAME”
SUSANNE LEIST 