Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight
trails of condensation held
in narrow paths of white
the sun is turning black
the world is turning gray
all the stars fade from the night
the oceans drain away
Horizon to horizon
memory written on the wind
fading away, like an hourglass, grain by grain
swept away like voices in a hurricane
In a vapor trail
Atmospheric phases make the transitory last
vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past
silence all the songbirds
stilled by the killing frost
forests burn to ashes
everything is lost
Washed away like footprints in the rain
In a vapor trail