Nature

A fair draft delivers the sun cascaded
Inhaled over the hills 
Become wrapped up
Into its filling process
Entering through the nose the flavour
Comprises of the different pollen 
Becoming one in the nostril

Smell the light dim refracted
Come to know what time it is
Specific impressions become separated
From the one you feed to being fed 
Opening the lock destroys the content
Pandora's box is the analysis thereof
In Set theory there exists such a card 
One that proves itself

Hills of Number