"Words are flittering through our imaginations, who can capture, record and tune them?" Just like words is time. Who can record time with the changes in seasons. Yet, we all go through seasons whether we like it or not. Aiyeko-ooto, explores the divisions even in the happiest of all peoples. He finds that there is amazement, admiration, vigilance and grief. All superimposed on every mirth we enjoy. In 60 poems and these as its 4 movements, he attempts to capture a reason to dance whether we are in or out of season of laughter. The sum of it all is we are the true records of the seasons we have gone through. Our countenance, willing souls and attitudes tell all about how we spent those seasons and our struggle as they change and change us all.