WINTER (1°/10/10 => 10:11 - 10:26)
Once I saw it all
Carved out on water
Now it is all on the wind
Taken to
Distant clouds
Where eagles are good mates
I wish it all flushed down
But frozen they decided to stay
Polluting
I see leaves
I smell flowers
The wind takes it all away
Carved
To a place where winter never melts
I wish I flushed
And ran
And breathed
But all vanished
To a place where sunlight cannot dance