Cold winds killing the breath of life; Lands saturated with the bones of the dead. Pondering the meaning of so much destruction; Touching the spirits of mindful watchers Gazing at the signs. Thieves waiting for the house to empty. Words buried beneath poignant sensations Hidden from the living; Wishing to resurrect sentiments to share With the deceased. Death promised the caterpillar its wings. Sleep stolen … Continue reading Vanished