Where does the snowy trail lead,
to a trapper's cache by the frozen river
or to a warm cabin glowing with embers,
this is the path that the handsome wolf
and its wily neighbor the fox both follow,
stealthily searching for food to fill their
empty and cold stomachs.
A writer's trail is snowy at times
as the hunger trail of the wild
which leads over steep hills winding its way
through the meadows of icy stillness,
bypassing a frozen pond where a majestic
moose carefully treads while its nostrils
flare from winter's frostiness.
The trail is exhaustive to climb and food
is scarce but the untamed denizens reach
their goal as the ravenous writer who does
not give up and follows his or her dream.
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The snowy trail which wild animals follow can be compared to the difficult trail of writers. The trail is steep and arduous to climb sometimes but persistence and determination keep the writer on that trail of publication.