Snow sets us dreaming on vast plains, trackless, colourless 

Keep vigil my heart, the snow sets us on saddled racers of white foam 

Ring out crowned childhood, the snow crowns us on high seas, full dream ahead, all sails flying

The snow sets us in magic, slack tide of white, swollen feathers where pierces the redeye of this one bird 

My heart; stroke of fire under frost palms marvelling blood races on its way