I am a snowy sculpturer
Carving waves of welding down the chute

I spy a young racer
riding a magic carpet for the first time
Into the bluebird forest

A witch floats overhead
Mesmerizing us with her backflips and wildcat ways
A chef making pizza nearby devours every bite

As each dreamer creates their own masterpiece,
I inhale frosty air
and transform into a helicopter
Gliding uphill and experiencing the aerial view
In all its wonder

I arrive at the white crown
And dismount
A new friend emerges, a snowcat,
She welcomes me with champagne

Encouraging me
to savor each elevation
and remind me halcyon days are here