The embankment lies as heavy
edges on our lives.
The shadows of the rock,
piled drifts huge monotony's ledge,
accumulations by the side of the tree
wear thin visages;
the breath of summer eclipsed.
Snow reigns supreme;
teeters about the rim
of the city's existence.
Pettiness of man's realm - pretty
foliage of the transient,
wrappings upon our lives
brittle near the storm.
The reply of the eternal,
fire on stone
blazons reality
the peaked remains
of snow streaked sun.
Immensity governs us;
clarity of the temporal
fire set by the staccato
of man's rhythm.