Tuesday, October 8, 2013


Looking out across the 
Sunlit fields
He stood in 

Silent he stood
For a century
Gazing upon the unspeakable
Truth, no words could explain

Days shifted into nights
Into days
Into nights
In endless passage

Yet no time had passed
As his gaze remained shiftless
And his beard grew long
He stood

And looked into the soul
Of beauty
Laid bare


You wandered upon the inconceivable
Buried beneath the tombs
Of Memory
Left in fragmented shards
Of misaligned mirrors

It was uncovered with
Just a brush
Of your words
Pure and honest
Like an atom bomb

A discovery you knew not of
Something not in your search
But still real
Molded and grown from spores
Of moments forgotten
Emotion remembered