Seasoning

The ground rests, covered with a dusting of salt,
Pearly grains glisten side by side;
My footsteps rouse them where they lay
Releasing crunching noises as I pass over.

Pearly grains glisten side by side,
Each beginning its descent from above,
Releasing crunching noises as I pass over
Making the air visible.

Each beginning its descent from above,
Dancing solo, then in pairs, in groups of threes and sevens,
Making the air visible;
Heavenly Snow flutters toward an Earthly destination.

Dancing solo, then in pairs, in groups of threes and sevens
My footsteps rouse them where they lay
Heavenly Snow flutters toward an Earthly destination
The ground rests, covered with a dusting of salt.

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