Written at Dawn

You came in a flurry of fallen leaves,
Of pearly snowflakes scattered on bare trees,
As a chilly whiff in the fragrant air,
A gentle whisper in the rustling breeze.

This is what heaven must feel like, I gasped;
Soaring above that untouched sea of white,
An entire landscape just to paint our dreams
In the hues of love, the shimmer of light.

Pools of darkness in our portrait of life,
Murmured echoes of a voice in my head
Shrugged off in the manner of that charmed time,
Buried by our ageless dream, left for dead.

Countless memories wherever I tread
Indelibly etched along the way,
Wish we could retrace our steps
A new road to an old place; an old sun but a new day.