It stood firmly in the ground
alone and weather ravaged
stoic and silent.
It was all by itself in a field,
someone had planted it and left
it alone and never returned.
What did it mean?
What did it mark?
Why did anyone bother?
As I got closer it began to turn color
and the ground around it began to burn
and the moon eclipsed the sun.
I stood back and watched
as the wood post turned blue and the
ground behind it looked like burning coals.
Then the wood post glowed in electric blue
and the ground beneath it turned white as snow
as the post stood cold in fire.
Here is the image I saw before me.
Here is the sight I saw.
The lost post standing in snow and fire.
L.A. Steel
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