...frozen...

..the SUN froze..




Just like the Sun, everything will be frozen;
frozen in time and freeze out of mind,
Even the seas will be stilled
and clouds blued.

Nothingness
in absolution to emptiness;
void in the skies with nonflying birds
perched on the frozen fig tree, just waiting.

Awaiting for the Sun to shine its light once more
like waiting for the third or fourth returning;
that He would come scorching
sending his warmth.

For decisions;
they've been decided
more often than not prematurely
without any in-depth thought of wisdom.

Ignorant to anything we bother sharing and telling
presumably thinking we're the timber
and look now where you linger:
a world; frozen, a blizzard.






composed by lyme disease