On a snowy trail, powder like snow blankets the forest. A light wind passes through rustling bare branches. Snowflakes glide down to earth with care and ease. Tracks of small animals are covered up by new fallen snow and replaced by fresh movement. Dusk brings the forest to life with new colors, sounds, and movement. A full moon begins to rise over the horizon as the winter sun slowly disappears from view. The temperature falls as day turn to night. The snowy trail now quieter than before. The stars shine brightly on this winter night. At the end of the trail, a clearing without trees. In the night sky, an aurora borealis dances across the sky. Nothing more beautiful can or will ever be seen. As you walk down this snowy trail, you wake up to find yourself alone. A dream. Yes, it was just a dream you say. Sleep takes over while the snow covered boots sit at the front of the bed.
