everything was still
except for trepidation on lips and breath.
a sort of unsettling, thorough dormancy.
the broken ground and its
blanket of hostility
a pair of witnesses
had sealed their fate
the year before
and agreed to encounter this milestone
to the chagrin of the surroundings.
they captured their only chance amid a glance
and when the storm erupted
it shattered the hourglass they'd so often studied,
claiming them for its own.
the sand had shifted
indicating the final toleration
of all this.
it was done,
as quick as it came
with two more lives to its name.
soon it would conquer.
oh yes, it was going to conquer.