Departure

The time has come, and yet once more goes...

The earth has blossomed, and now lies froze.

The sun has risen, but the darkness grows,

As with the heart, its love strives hard,

But even the stars, don't shine forever.

Many people from time afar,

Writ of dawn, and new beginnings,

While nature, even nature itself closes all

With bitter cold and darkness.

Roads, and paths, and journey's galore,

No choice has led, to more than a final rest.

Bones froze, and shook apart,

While bussling lives trod the tombs.

Yet the Christ Himself, whether He arose...

Found Himself, in old grave clothes.

The crossroads lie, just straight ahead,

And no answer has yet been said,

But should it matter?

They both lead to cold, dark, death.

~Sha~