Pools of sadness, in the dim twilight...

            webs of black, towering in the canopy

of regret, where I wander endlessly,

            where you left me suddenly.

Sighs are long, as tethered leaves reach

            for light, waning in muted tones

of ashes and ember, falling to the strange,

           unwelcome earth.

Eyes cannot see what the heart ignores...

          but search endlessly in a maze of despair.

Once feral and green, lushness has transformed itself

          into a cold and barren garden.