Cold and bare as Winter’s teeth
somber sun shines forth at dawn
ne’re should the swallow sing
old and dreary as bones beneath
the sodden earth–bare but sweet
holds new life that slumbers on
beneath the faerie ring & under hill and dale
doth the dead still sleep,
weary from this endless toil.
Dry eyes weep and dark hearts wail
as russet flames their souls enfold
beyond all time where silence prevails,
before earth undone–sorrow will fail;
spring once more beyond mire and murk
leaves & buds & blossoms reveal.
But the dawning star’s light ever fades
& old bones to ashes once more shall reign.
But never fear, reflections who quiver
for firmament high over you shall whither
& cast down sheets of steel–
blue shall wait as doom runs hither
and thither on mountain stooped and rocky crag.
For sorrow flies and turns to coals
while embers devour tender rose,
But all is clear in shadow’s gloom
while gloaming dew flickers anew.
When trembling ceases and rain burns cold
so shall my soul find peace, ever Unknown.
©Hayley S. Sadowski