Who is the hot that conquers the cold?
In springs contest winds unfold
to heal the wounds of winters stay
Elevate your stare
in the air we can watch the fight.
A battle slyly fought.
One taken for granted
humanity has long forgot ,
Fortunately for us
GGod has not.
It seems the hearts and fists
of a global mist
come to Kansas.
The trees flee leaving full firmament
open permanent to the cherished land
Riding full the cardinal directions
Noah's beasts transform perfection
themselves into each other.
Screaming, " Justice for the equinox!
the Father's sonic tomahawks!"
And we drink their blood before it hits the ground.
We sing gratitude for the fertile blessing
for green blood sustains the red expressing
with all heads bowed
Who is the Cold that conquers the hot?
Autumn's contest where fear is not
privy to this conflict
Kaz Maslanka Jan 7, 2004