Sweet petals erupt in my ear 
Drums that softly rattle and
Rustle my quickening soul 

Angelic high notes 
Composed from the throats of children 
Too young to know beauty 

Open water now frozen 
Surrounds their home 
Under attack

Yet beneath warm shrubs
Small birds I cannot name 
Sing

Their hearts bleed joy 
From their lips 
A chilling chirp 

A moment  
Everlasting in 
Song 

For no one 
And 
Everyone  

But no
one is
here