Read Poem: Cruising The Cairngorms, by Julie Ann Thomason

Comfy in a cabin on rails, the traveller

cuts through the glinting gloaming,
into a tunnel of trees.
Firs and pines peppered white,
merging into the disappearing dusk.

Mountain scrub, air brushed with snow.
Peeping through, fighting back,
showcasing the constant duels
between land and nature,
Weather and earth.

Snow tempting, tantalising,
treacherous, the balance between
beauty pristine and chaos cruel.
Muffling, mesmerising, Medusa.
Melting, revealing a mosaic of place.

Comfy in a cabin on tracks, the traveller
returns. Reflecting sun sparkling
on the vanishing snow.
Brittle branches, black and white brush strokes
on a master canvas

Travelling transition transformed.
Emerging emeralds jades and olives,
speckled with burnished bronze and golds.
Thawing, melting, revealing,
Natures perfect patchwork.

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