Ghost Key Isis

It's cold
Snowing
Blue light
Dusk settles

A fire
Burns with
Failing light
Against the growing darkness

Bending over
The dying flames
You were with me
Then as always

Through the fluttering veil of
Frozen blue
A hooded figure cuts its path
To cleave the night in two

Pull its outer husk
From its body
And the rest
Escapes

And there upon the ground
The remnants of our struggle