mynahs scatter
into the first light
winter eagle
mynahs scatter
into the first light
winter eagle
at dawn punished limbs call for truce
follow the light trail into oblivion
dark of leaves
the cries
of winter crows
mend the broken mind with soft words
dusk reality needs fixing
dew seeps through the hollow earth dirt
perhaps the cure is buried deep in grey matter
winter darkness unbound
sun dried creepers cling on to faith