Touch of the sun
slaying frost, lie
like snakes motionless.
In the western sky, stone Murial
burst a splendor sank.
Facing a danger
arrest his course,
as sullen, grieving
of dawn with sight
and sound brought
darkness, where vague
feelings dread the night.
Season changed blossoms
of Spring expanding fruits
of Summer. The leaves fall
on the approach of Winter in
a buried sleep.
The soldier buried limbs
unattached. Facing the cold
darkness. Is these what
becomes dedication on a
Murial wall. Stone symmetry
line as if soldiers at war.
Adding your comment:
It might be a bit easier for you to see where connective words need to be added, suffixes of words need tweaked, or punctuation changed, to give this clarity, when written out this way. Then...after any editing is done...you can make the line breaks again and, I think, come out with a cleaner, clearer picture of what you wish to describe. 
