Water, Frozen

Oh, ho ho, the snow,
it carries the ground's 
water back to its place
and promises, at longitude,
to return below the graves.

Death is not relevant to
water. Dearth is, however.
Dry is a die, cast upon the
sand in the places that have
not known oceans since 
geology can remember.

Cycles pass like stories.
Water passes like a myth.