After the bushfire (a lamentation)

Ahead the greyed road snakes sideways 
Sunlight dappled left and right plays
With the greens of the forest until
Dark falls : a bushfires boundary of black.

We drive into a grey smoke shadowed forest
Peopled by charcoaled trees and deadened branches 
Silence between us until we reach the town
Where there was not a stone upon a stone.

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