Winter Dance

poem I thought of while reading manga

 

The last golden leaves

Dance on the wind

Laying their hands

On the earth weary with sleep

 

The music comes with night

A sonata in the moonlight

Calling it’s first dancer to the stage

Ushering it with the wind

 

It’s starts with one

Crystallized, perfect, graceful

Dancing down in a spiral

Allowing the evening breeze to court it

 

When finally it sits

Upon the sleeping earth

The wind gives a final coax

Wanting one more dance but leaves as the crystal fades

 

Then from the heavens dances more

Their dance as smooth as the music of night

The crystals twirl and spiral

Happily trading partners at the wind command

 

Then they touch ground

They pile on their comrades

And as they fade to white

They flutter into final death

 

The dance continues

Through the night

And as the sun rises

The white crystals glitter silver

 

The crystals now a fine powder

Dance with silver jewels

Soft is their light

Harsh is their burn

 

The nights sonata fades

Replaced by the dawn’s melody

Which drifts to noon’s symphony

Then passes to dusk’s waltz

 

Then when the sonata rises

The dance starts again

A myriad of contenders

Livening the deathly chill