Today the world... br Landscaped in pen and ink by br hidden hands br Is winter and embossed in white br on white, br The sky cries down its tears br upon the earth. br br Black angled trees... br An onyx labyrinth twists down br the wind br Until the ground is rippled br white brocade br bemeath a shifting candleflame br of sun. br br And we ourselves... br Embracing on the creek, like br figurines br Skate out across a polished br mirror of ice br Its edges rough and ridged br like hobnailed glass.