passing through nights dark liquidity
bewitched tree,high silhouetted and solemn rooted
ravaged by winters indiscriminate cruelty
reaching to merge with last dregs of angel light

blackening without submission
clouds close in stormy denial
wind swirls and dances mischieviously in the shadow gloved
scenery
ambushing without warning,my unsteady progress

curse! but his blast only intensifies,repeating his torment
dull eyed,enforced piteous creatures disturbed
dumbly witnessing your division of them
the pitying heart can only shepard them into a safe dream

rain,needles penetratingly,slants across the vision
filling sockets of worn earth
shiny,patched trackstones,altering each step
to the last