The air sharpened with blades of ice
Dreams of drowning in a sea of tears
Falling year over years of change
Stillness in movement’s gentle fears

Running across a field of clouds
The essence of purity begin to glow
Coldness that darkens over again
Blurred into the soft white snow

Awaken in a vast meadow’s dessert
Rivers rage the land conquering life
Limited aromas of finesse and beauty
A one-hearted soul struck by her knife

Reflections of the past bleed through
Eating away into dreams of the past
Memories drawn with a burning sword
Shifting through time ever so fast

Locked within a glass barrier
So week of any strength to break
Awaiting alone patiently for freedom
To see how forever long would take