cocooned in thermal underwear
thick overcoat, scarf and woolly hat
to withstand the biting mountain air
in the valley below we see the lights
of little houses twinkling in the dark
and beyond the next peak
the glow from a distant city
we scale to these dizzy heights
ignore the pain in our necks
gaze in rapture at the Milky Way
pick out the planets from the stars
shining so clearly in the blackness.
