Dirge of Darkness

Darkness seeps across the land,
a slow-moving glacier, cold and grand.
Spires stand, vigilant silhouettes,
keeping counsel with the wind's chill confidences.
Sails stretch, like ethereal hands,
reaching for the sky.
Unseen trees utter, lament;
empty streets share forgotten muses.
Heart's lonely ear listens closely,
as darkness deepens, night takes hold.