Quip's Corner - Cool Yellow Eyes

Cool yellow eyes under a moonless night sky
Signal the passing of another from this life
Cries from the suffering last but a moment
Leaving only the emptiness which once was the human spirit
Hollow wind blows its earthly regrets across the darkened landscapes of the soul
Leaving brittle memories for those left to question on their own

Dawn gives little comfort but to chase away the haunted shadows
The air is cold, numbing the senses of those who wish the escape, with heads bowed
The wind unfolds its arms again, blowing hope to the ridge of an endless abyss
The sun appears over the mountain tops with its licking fingers of warmth and bliss
Scolding and chiding, revealing an empty landscape, void of movements
Browns and greens reflect the sun's power and kneel in quiet reverence
But the sun appears but for a season, its power is pulled from each as it drops into the black pool from whence it was born

Another is laid to rest in the darkness, but from which will they come to morn
To each his own valley and to each his own world, who really know what cold night brings
An angel gifts sight to ones who stumble in the darkening crevices of fear and prods a tired voice to sing
A hand is offered to those in blindness of love, charity nurtures the widows heart
But earthly power fights a dwindling battle, darkness echos the start
The wind returns, laughing and whistling across the hills and valleys of the mind
Let loose to prepare and make ready, for soon will come those cool yellow eyes!