The Mushers Ride Out Dogsledding In Alaska Part 1

THE MUSHERS RIDE OUT Air colder than the heart of death Surrounds the champion teams And crystals dance twixt every breath To paint this Arctic dream Critics who think these dogs coerced To run in mighty races Need only bask upon the sight Of eager canine faces Commands are sharp , mistakes are few The lead dog thinks for all And like a whisper wrapped in wind He hears the mushers call No whips or sticks strike dogs who lead It’s months and years together The musher and his dog who leads Are minds that think together As mushers wait and dogs stand tall All eager to be gone The darkness lurks beyond the lights And in a shot they’re gone Well-wishers line the barren streets Where winds are arctic whips While satellites will flash the sight From warmth the newsmen quip— Fools of Tourists dressed all wrong will scoff at cold life dangers These careless tourists wander off At risk to rescue rangers