A day of rest,
A much welcomed break from the confines of our cabin.
Its wheels turning for others as we skied on fresh snow.
Laughing and smiling, amazed at our situation,
Such silence when we stop.
And echo when we roar.
Tonight a chance to stand by fire,
Eat our meal under the starry night sky.
A glimpse of the lights would not go amiss,
On this, our last day in Vasatokka
A much welcomed break from the confines of our cabin.
Its wheels turning for others as we skied on fresh snow.
Laughing and smiling, amazed at our situation,
Such silence when we stop.
And echo when we roar.
Tonight a chance to stand by fire,
Eat our meal under the starry night sky.
A glimpse of the lights would not go amiss,
On this, our last day in Vasatokka
***
Tomorrow brings the return of our uncomfortable transport,
A chance however to ride on husky sleighs.
Before heading back to return to the everyday.
So make the most of our time in the icy circle,
We shall try I am sure.
Nothing I miss of Helsinki,
For the snow and hills feel like home.
But what is home? I am unsure.
A life of the in-between I begin.
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