Swish swish swish.
The sounds of skis pierce the absolute silence of the forest
It is the crack of dawn, he is the only human on the mountain
Swish swish swish.
He is picking up speed, carving around the trees with haste
The animals watch him blaze by, the crisp morning air coming out of him
Swish swish swish.
The powder makes way for the titan coming through
His legs are tiring, his breath is hastening
Swish swish swish.
There was a storm last night, the leftover snow still falling, the wind howling
A tree is down, concealed by the vegetation of the mountain
Swish swish swish.
The man is approaching the fallen feat of nature, still unaware
He is finally enjoying himself, in complete harmony with his skis
Swish swish swish.
His final moments are going by, yet he is completely unaware
He ducks under a bush and sees it, but cannot stop himself in time
Swish swish-
A loud thud, then the trail runs red
The falling snow begins to cover him, no one will ever know