Panta Rei

The autumn sun is restrained to wither

as the winter assumes with its pale pride

The last of life is smothered

Only the remembrance of a season’s departure is left behind

as a ghastly hand sweeps the landscape

The eternal conquering of seasons

And deprivement of beauty and life

The sun is restrained to wither

Only to perish into the twilight of seasons

An eternal eclipse between phases of conquering