Burnt Offerings
Rain falls silently beyond the farthest hill
as morning cries from life's night of despair
Where shaded shadows stand in solitude seeking wisdom
after stars fell without notice by human eyes
corrupted by caustic cradles of candles waxing
Searching for answers in skies where there is no sun
and finding weakness wandering to wailing walls
because all are lost from reason and sanity
infused instead by illusions of light lit longingly in wistfulness
As anger confronts confusion leading to the death of all
left to be buried by no one but the passing of time
that cares not whether we pass this way again
Maybe another candle will be lit
8/30/20
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