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Time Feathered In Stone
I open the cemetery gate and walk a winding path the ancient trees sway and reach out for me as I go I pass mazes of headstones like time feathered in stone there is an unwritten absence within me so many unspoken words unvarnished words there are things isolated within my heart things I need to express but I feel in my soul that you already knew how I felt and loved you though I did not say aloud I reach the place of tears the stone that is engraved with your names I always find the experience spiritual and feel an otherworldly magic come over me names and dates in stone but nothing of the people and bones recorded we are in different realms beloved absent from each other yet connected by a love that death cannot remove afar, distant, and separate oh, hope you know how much I loved each of you each soul unique and beautiful to me my words are not written but verbally uttered absent of ego so, I sit on the grass for many hours and speak my authentic words sometimes, we are silent and I weep with long woven emotions oh the memories like daggers sting as birds sing me a beautiful unending symphony and the wind whistles in the trees and the leaves murmur as they swirl and twirl such a peaceful place to rest in peace I feel your tranquility sublime I will be with you one day it is the natural progression of humanity dust to dust and birth to death earth to heaven the journey complete home at last . . .
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