Stillness held the flower, in distant gazes spilling from their palms....
A cats meow, resounding atop timeless rafters; peering at the stage
About a sixteenth century romance; dramatica, close the castle door
Hush the crowd betwixt breath they keep; frozen amid this their heart
As Juliet lifts her tearful blade and Romeo's love, now fast asleep; dreams
Not weep as time does part to gather once more; aneath these stars....
...."Silent, the Castle Doors" *