Tombstones seal
2 May 2017
Skies that rise
Forgotten the wise
Set sunrise
On demise
The nothing in glaring beam
To be what they seem
Birds that mock
Seasons out of stock
Set the lock
On havoc
Desolation way of stream
In the human dream
None to stand
I let go Her hand
Cattle brand
In the land
No power left to rewind
Destiny of blind
Sands that grind
Rising seas unkind
Stars that wind
In Her mind
Death oncoming theirs to find
Earth in crust to bind
Dust piling
Thunder beguiling
Ropes filing
Times riling
Unshed the voice of the meek
In the desert streak
Ceilings peel
Pillars downtown reel
Tendrils feel
Tombstones seal
Winds of raging death that reek
Of destruction’s peak
Reading of the poem:
Dream 1 (Before the wind blows it all away) – Max Richter
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