Today, I imagined myself as a Raven🐦‍⬛ Gliding effortlessly through winter’s alpenglow. ❄️ Endless spruce spires reach towards my wings 🌲 Their branches etched with frost and whispers of the wind. The forest, a sanctuary of stillness, where snow blankets the earth in quiet reverence. And the air feels crystalline. Here, the world feels timeless—only the slight flap of my wings break the silence I soar through this icy stillness, a shadow on the snow, A keeper of winter’s mysteries, only the Raven must know.

PS- this is a little poem I wrote to accompany a drone video I put together of a flight above Alaska’s boreal forest during the winter solstice around my cabin. :)