halcyon river

the river, timeless it flowed 

neverending it seemed, under the sun it glowed 

but perhaps I was wrong to think, 

something so tranquil would last in this place rid of worth 

down, down, down it went, 

the phantom feeling of calm, into the core of the earth. 

streams and streams of halcyon hope evaporated into clouds, 

lost to a blind eye, the hope that will never return. 

and now all we can do is watch ourselves burn.