winter's fall

I watched them fall upon the earth,
Non the same, non of difference

Brilliant white,
crunch beneath foot

Sun ravaged land of blinding beauty

Wind strewn each stride,
powder under foot

Bone yard battlefield,
Sun-bleached desolation

Glory lingers, victories passed

Beneath my feet, sun-bleached bone
I watched them fall upon the earth.


- J.G. Smith (01/19/06)