From the begining and back towards the end
When will this rain, fog and winter end?
The white clouds of snow melt from the sun and the ice melt.
My vision melts.
My vision drips the water and the sun dries my eyes after.
When the sunshines too close,
the heat gets too hot.
When the sun rests on your back,
it's heavy mass burns.
What kind of weather should I be waiting for?
What kind of tempatures should I expect?
When the wind knocks down my tower,
I shall collect my wooden cubes and start over.
Before the sun burns my skin,
I will ask for shade.
And when the ice melts,
I will build an arc.
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