Do you hear the snow,
did you feel the leaves twirling
sitting with a cuppa hot sensory perception
    stirred by the wonderment of awe
sugar coatings in smoky essence of phantasm
   spirit visions looming on the horizon
waiting to be plucked and invoked
   playful muse dances within diffus'd vapors
catching the light of morning air
    breathe in the crispness of anticipation
length & breadth of manifestations,
     natures' spun revelations
   spoken through inky passages
   breaking of bread to be shared,
    partake each slice and evoke humanity