Gravestones

Words that found me after a rather tumultuous evening of pastward thinking and upward gazing.


Gravestones

Hidd'n inside the iron gate
verse of yore long to be known
words of wisdom lie in wait
writ upon the ancient stone

Sleepe escapes deep troubled eyes
seeking still the stones for peace
ears hear naught but ghostly cries
whispered thoughts that never cease

Times of olde brought forth in mind
haunting souls cut fresh their scars
lost from sight, from all mankind
found by night, by light of stars

Earth-bound clouds doth mask terrain
winds blow soft a voice to guide
echoes now, the past the pain
courage won, no fear to hide

Darkened skye begins to break
thru the haze the stones are found
leaving wisdom in their wake
honor, strength and peace abound

- 24 March 2008
- revised 08 April 2008