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EPHEMERA
Tomorrow
we shall perish
In the
drapery of snows
Amidst
the haunt
Of
frozen temples
In
landscapes white and still
Where
life has ceased
Like
all of us shall be
Where
even flight of shadows
Is
halted by the frost
In its eternal
end
The
endless seas of white
They
skirt the shores
Of
islands that are glassy branches
Of
these lamented woods
The
echoes of our past
The
silent woods of prey
They
hide decay in their icy breath…
And
stillness,
Unperturbed,
Forever
holds its reign
Atop of
broken lands
Where
once the mighty empires
Disintegrated
into scraps of ashes
And
slowly floating, falling
To the
silent ground.
As
snowstorms wash the vacant fields
From
wounds of battle.
The
morose flakes,
Like
pages torn apart
Descending
onto blackened streaks
Of
frozen earth,
And
quiet there will be,
In
majesty eternal
© Alexei Gudimenko 2008
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