Journey Into the Snowy Forest

Striding into the snowy fortress my tepid heart at double time paces Entering a pine colonnade sprouting a wintry mane, saddled with velvety laces     Cloaked with icy needles forming a brittle, hooded trellis Golden beams seap through the shielded parapet gilding the frosty mantle with an iridescence The distant peaks shrouded with the glow of satin evanescence Following an unmarked, winding trail spurred on by an eery prescience My unbridled senses discharged; my tempered spirit for the mysterious journey braces A haunting stillness shadows my movements; stealthily my boundary encases   Shuttered from the outside world and its vapid spaces Where time is muted and nature's discordant rhythm races  A pristine environment where tendrils caress, limbs bristle, the cold wind chases A cloudy fondue swirls overhead and each spiralling steeple embraces Squawking squirrels prance freely on the floor without leaving any traces Bald eagles glide above the crenelated spires crowning the summit with their magestic graces A maverick-cardinal's chirps funnel through the shrouded mist, temporarily the dreary damper effaces A Snowy owl crests over the hollowed thickets scanning the tight nooks and crawl spaces  White-tailed deer cautiously trek through covered thickets, matted fields which their camouflage erases Filtering through the blustery labyrinth, an open field the rough terrain displaces The broad meadow teaming with yesterday's cares my adventurous journey replaces Looking longingly back on my charted path, my bridled heart the solitary life praises