Snow Falls on a Lonely Place

Snow falls on a lonely place.

One figure stands stark

Against the darkness.

Piercing eyes protrude from

The shadows, a gaze fleeting yet

everpresent all the same.

Children chase the falling crystals,

Diamond tears wept by the sky,

As their shadows chase them.

Ghostly, haunting, yet comforting,

Familiar. An owl’s mourning call

Echoes through the silent trees,

As they chase the snow

In a lonely place.

They run without reason,

Whether in joy or in fear,

Who can tell the difference…

We are destined to

Become what we run from,

Just as snow is destined

To fall,

On a lonely place.