ashes to ashes

a dusty beam of light creeps through a tattered, blackened window.

silence is irrelevant, a lack of presence is nigh.

and just as civilaztion had began in a burst of flames and engulfed in a fury of mother natures wrath, civilization has dismounted.

in a dusty beam of light, the unanswered questions of thousands of yrs of human curiosity have been deemed retorical.

even the earth knows she cannot sustain a life force of which has been derived from the soil and owed to it.