Oh dear Alice,
Lost once again in a frozen. wonderland.
where the crystal's gently flutter to the ground.
Dancing wildly
in between clear clouds of
Soft white dust
so
scarce
running freely through the desert air.

Dear Alice,
Even though the lakes run clear like mirrors reflecting our intolerance for an
impatient world.
Don't forget the dynamics of the sky in the water,
A blurry imagine of our harsh
world.
Set to be destroyed by ice...