Code Of Surrender

The date was set
By failed harvest
And when it hit home
Invitations were sent
For their ghosts
To arrive at winter solstice.

As the day rolled over
As the sun declined
At the chapel arrived
Thieves in the night
On their way
Through the green country.

Finest tables were set
Under the Elms of old
Where they waited
Trees were pruned in the garden
To guide the strangers to the sun
Which they would become.

In the end
Could you tell the score - And how
... If the score is not written in numbers?

As the day rolled over
As the sun declined
At the chapel arrived
Like thieves in the night
On their way
Through the green country
Demands of murder
Like theives in the night. Accusations. And shame
Of the kind you would deny
If it did not shine like a light
Obeying no switch or hour
Of each corroded day
Passing
Like shadows over heart.

Inside the moment
But outside the code
Of this motionless dawn
Ground to a halt
But breathing
Relief of surrender
To a great white Abyss
Surrendered.

Salvation from secrets
Of the kind you would deny
If they did not weigh
Like the cross created
As a burden to carry
Through Each corroded day
Passing
Like shadows over heart.