Footprints of the amber leaves
Whispers of a buried no one
Upon the storm cloud frosted path
Plated with the stolen splinters
Of their unbelievable sky

Singing to His chariot's fleeting cape
A shroud of scalded pearls
In restless serendipity

Through the willow's vow of silence
And metal-coated branches
Boughs of crumpled sunshine
Torches of the final breath
On the horizon's falling wings
Never to be lit...