Flesh, the threshold of open sky, SnowFlakes
Foreseen, the sand, DrIed must blow past
Into the wilder of wither wild, wise, Wisdom
Idle to the id of hither of rid, tide a gift
Set to the seen of Sun shredding
Put away – the past, the present, the pure
Ice with Path Gloss in Glisten, Glow in Shine
Winter, - Sunny, Summer – Fall
Leaves drip, drift, draft, Call
Stone path hard hit harder hurt
Drop – drop, drop the dirt
