A river that once bore blood and wine
Is dammed into rivulets of cracked earth
Water trickled to a still moment
At the confluence of pain and peace
On that side of the valley
Set above the emerald canopy
Is the calm for which we cry these tears
For now, we wait
Eyes lifted
Shivering at the ****** of wind from the other side
Which dips and curves around **** and greed alike
To embrace what is left of us
A fire erupts
Scorching the ageless chaff that we've gathered
At feet long stunned still
Believing it our only warmth
We're left with a barren earth
At once feared and wanted
For at pain's end
The land can be filled
With verdant flora
Worth the tending
Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 1:36 PM UTC
A river that once bore blood and wine
Is dammed into rivulets of cracked earth
Water trickled to a still moment
At the confluence of pain and peace
On that side of the valley
Set above the emerald canopy
Is the calm for which we cry these tears
For now, we wait
Eyes lifted
Shivering at the ****** of wind from the other side
Which dips and curves around **** and greed alike
To embrace what is left of us
A fire erupts
Scorching the ageless chaff that we've gathered
At feet long stunned still
Believing it our only warmth
We're left with a barren earth
At once feared and wanted
For at pain's end
The land can be filled
With verdant flora
Worth the tending