Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Bit of Poetry

Here's little poem I wrote the other day.

Ashes

It
came.

It
came
slowly.

It came,
slowly at first,
but soon it swept in, out, over, and through.
It split bark and crushed undergrowth.
It melted
life.

Seasons came.
Seasons went.
Rain fell.
Snow piled.
Hail shattered.
Sun
shone.

And amidst the black, darkened
timbers, there was hope.
It peered
out from amongst
the shadows. The wind, brushing away
the dust, revealed
green,
and life
arose.