If,
The breath from my body warms the cold mountain air,
my reflection, trespassed by the sudden mist beclouding my held hand-mirror,
in the same mountain, amidst the same air, will stand testimony.
The breath from my body warms the cold mountain air,
my reflection, trespassed by the sudden mist beclouding my held hand-mirror,
in the same mountain, amidst the same air, will stand testimony.