frosted winter

left in the wake of the sunrise
an after thought like the frost
trying to be frosty but burning
inside lost to the sun

a single falling star not wished on
left to travel alone in the night sky
light slowly fading as it burns
lost in the atmosphere

watching from outside the windows
not knowing where the pieces fit anymore
the last piece the can't be found
laying in the box alone

the last leaf left on the tree slowly fading
blooming in burning colors, lost to the starkness of winter
taken by the elements to become nothing but dust
floating beyond recognition

eddies

Wondering where this life is going
its going along a winding path
streaming and eddying in unknown ways