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