Fallen

Fallen

Forgotten in Winter's onslaught
deeply drowned and dimmed
a single branch lies broken;

frozen Time her blanket
brushing crushing lightly
covering and smothering;

the dismal sky of January
looms and glooms above
a tonnage weight of gray;

nevertheless a Promise
the broken branch emits
in her tired dried old berries;

a Mirror of the edged sky
a fiery pink, aglow
a Promise yet fulfilled.

© ACG

01 January 2009