The Skater

                                         Dusty snow dances
                                         On streets glazed with light,
                                         As Pied Piper wind
                                         Calls deep from the night.

                                         Delicate shadow
                                         Tiptoes through the veil,
                                         Gliding so softly
                                         She slowly sets sail.

                                         Silence is broken
                                         As silver streaks slice,
                                         Cold curlicues cut
                                         The ribbon of ice.