ETHEREAL WALTZ

Pillar strength
dwindles down to feeble dust
see the scowl
and hollow growls of the fourth horseman
Trampling down the near and dear
wretched sounds are all we hear

Rapids surge
but are subdued into a saline stream
Refusing to recognize
the ethereal release
The seamstress weaves to loosen binds
escaping Eve into pure mind

Trading all
this beauty for ashes on the ground
The dahlia rains celestial mead among her garden
they soak it up, rejoice in these,
drink of her cup, sing of her peace

©2008 Adam Haroff, Aaron Haroff, Larissa Button