Tide Walks - A Dead Forest Index

Entire

into the ashes

unchanged

without ending

Into the light, into a column of air

from memory, the embers bright underneath

the infinite, a sleet of grey and blue fell

i entered down, into a great height

upon the tide, the colours darken and dance

out to the rise, a blooming after the flood

and extile here, another clearing of land

where we once walked, into a great height

entire, entire

fall as one

owered, lowered

here to go