Vapor Trail

<br>Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight<br><br>Trails of condensation held<br><br>In narrow paths of white<br><br>The sun is turning black<br><br>The world is turning gray<br><br>All the stars fade from the night<br><br>The oceans drain away<br><br><br><br>Horizon to horizon<br><br>Memory written on the wind<br><br>Fading away like an hourglass, grain by grain<br><br>Swept away like voices in a hurricane<br><br><br><br>In a vapor trail<br><br><br><br>Atmospheric phases make the transitory last<br><br>Vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past<br><br>Silence all the song birds<br><br>Stilled by the killing frost<br><br>Forests burn to ashes<br><br>Everything is lost<br><br><br><br>Washed away like footprints in the rain<br><br><br><br>In a vapor trail