Exhaustion in a cold land,
stumbling past dark windows
and the ghost of extinguished fires...
The king cried out war to the masses
And war was delivered in parades through the streets
Banners proclaiming destiny to follow to the ends of time
And front lines slaughtered only miles away...
“Do you need help?” The man in the car asked. His voice cut through the night, raised above the downpour, the steady drone of raindrops spattering against the road, the trees, the roof of his car. The girl raised her head, startled.
Are you there, at the edge of vision
Just beyond sight, the grass around your body
Bent as a servant to a king
A voice of the river, breath is the rolling sea...
The crystal explosion of light
Silent and still behind glass
Its face to the street
Gazing at its own reflection
There is a ghost in the corner who longs to smash it
Strangers walk the halls of my home
They will not go away
No matter how loudly I scream
The trees are barren,Whispering in the breezeOf a winter's night.Upon the lake a dockAnd two wraiths Clad in shadows.Reflections of a thousand lives Ripple on the water Around them.No thought for the lostWho wander in the darkSearching for hopeAmong the stars,The lovers danceAwash in timeDrifting in the space Between worlds Original Photograph