Moon lurking behind the clouds
Wind making the snow slither over the road
The car bouncing, tumbling
The wind pulling, yanking

The sun leaving us for the darkness to claim
The mountains loom up so high on their prestigious thrones
Looking down upon us
At their feet

The dark lines of trees poking
Jagged out of the ground like skeletal fingers
Occasional yellow eyes pass
And turn to red behind us

The moon shows its face
Half covered
A red ring around it
Prowling behind the mountains

The mountains a never ending maze
Twisting, turning
The road snaking through aimlessly
An ambling pavement to the end

A ghost town
Of summer tourist lodges all dark
Empty, desolate, sightless windows
Wink as we leave

A frozen river
And Denali sieged by dark, roiling clouds
Trees making dark streaks upon the mountains mighty face
Ridges in the mountains like giant sled tracks

A bridge looms out of the darkness
Surrounded by blowing snow
The shhhh and howling of the wind all around us
The car lurching as the wind tried to snatch us up

The snow churning, twisting, shapeless
Yet dancing, swirling, and mysterious
Being blown off the mountain tops
Creating an indistinct smudge in the sky

One lonely star shining
As the wind gives up
A brief respite
Then it starts all over again