Barren
Winter bones breathe,
Come to life, no longer
Dormant, announcing rebirth with
Bucolic certainty, awash
In a remote splendor
As it sits, calm
Alive
Barren
Winter bones breathe,
Come to life, no longer
Dormant, announcing rebirth with
Bucolic certainty, awash
In a remote splendor
As it sits, calm
Alive
Liquid drops of life
Falling through thinly veiled
Pillows of quickly
Moving moisture, crashing down
Into puddles of disdain
Indifference rules
Mystical magic soothes the
Bitter root of a
Beating heart as the unknown
Now feeds on the dying night
Cool orb in the sky
Beckons with defiance and
Complete disregard
As it slides slowly into the
Morning, hidden by its lies
We fear the unknown
Never letting go, holding
On to what we have
Thinking we have no choice, but
To let it go, is heaven
I saw you standing
On the precipice, eyes spent
The flow of tears held
Back as you let go, knowing
That the end was here and now
A heartbeat away
Promises kept, sharing life
While moments define
The shadows of past loves as
Time stops for eternal love
The light of fall fades
A moment defines each day
Each ray of the sun
Made shorter by natures breath
Winters arrival to come
Each new day begins
Distinct morning hues bring hope
Cascading, flowing
Ushering in the promise
Of exquisite perfection
Each day has to end
Time is a friend to no one
Creeping, crawling on
Never forgiving, takes all
The infinite abyss waits