My risky slopes

My risky slopes
Are ravaged by the winter winds
And only breakneck skiers
Dare to slalom down
Knowing that all that waits for them
When they have reached
The finish line are stories
Of warmer days of future
From the dreams of rhododendrons 
asleep under the snow
thinking they might be
Domestic stolen roses


No guard can protect you
Against this storm
Neither is there a reason to struggle
Aim to float and wait
For this shall pass and you will need
To use your energy and get ahead
Once you see light