A shrieking across the sky above wilderness

war cries echo into silence

and the pieces are set to begin

New order in a swarm of chaos

is a match struck against an avalanche

a whisper to a hurricane softly pleading

for a break in the onslaught

an open road away from Gomorrah

out to some semblance of what was promised

Now the game begins

one by one the pieces move

the earth shakes

skies above turn black before the night

and down beyond the reach of heaven

the pawns gaze up and wish upon shooting stars

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Somewhere in the last couple weeks was the first day of Spring. I think ideas of rebirth and starting anew were sort of lost in the shuffle.

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Photo by Javier Grixo on Unsplash