Before

Remembering my studies of Asian culture, Haiku & Cinquain

The mountain barely tall enough to see beyond...
Winters snow falls upon my shoulders.
Eyes see nothing that cannot reflect.
Warm touches, embraces and memories.
Love everlasting beyond as before!

Author's Note

One form of poetry I have never been able to work with, let alone master is Cinquain.
I love some of those I've read but don't have the ability to make reason on just a single line and change my process four more times for the other four lines.

This one didn't work either, because they all have something in common for theme.