time moves inexorably but somehow still stops

for the trees of yesterday suddenly dropped

uprooted and buried consigned to the grave

never to see the sunlight and slowly decay

but the particles of sand calmly moved by the wind

uncovered an earth untouched by mankind

the skin of the trees gently glistening 

their ancient bodies simply unyielding

frozen in time yet more divine

reflecting the beauty of time passing by

When others see the After, know there was a Before

Where only in darkness, beauty and strength were born.