A Feeling Of Passion

Avalanche

A tall and snowy mountain,

Covered in white crystal sheets.

For one's skiing pleasure,

Or viewing from the street.

But one mound of snow came loose,

And came another down the hill,

Triggering the rest of the snow's rage,

Trapping the victim under its spell.

An avalanche's fury,

Was once a beautiful place.

Just one drift of snow,

and everything chased.