Travelling through the great icy Alps

The snow blanketed the rich soil in a cloud of white

As I look up at the beautiful dark sky

I can see

A huge icy bird soaring through the night

A great shiny beacon

In the midnight black sky

Powerful and almighty

The opposite of fire

Like an icy phoenix

Like a great white dragon

Its snow white feathers piercing the sky

As I sit here and watch

I can't help but wonder

How high can it fly?