Sunday 27 November 2011

Frozen



The first snow fell and then another.  Thwarting life, covering tarnished ground.  Purified.  The snow begins to slush and seep, the beauty stripped away. 

There lies a body, cold and unrevived by the daylights beams.  Frozen still, eyes wide shut.  Peace brushes past her skin, cold settling the unwarmed blood.

People stand and stare, silence consumes the void.  An open casket laid bare, to pay tribute to first snow and last breath. 

No comments:

Post a Comment