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A Life Marked

02 Mar

Slates of marble

Arranged in deathly order

Stood silently as I pedaled past

Climbing the hill with a steady puff.

 

Reaching the top

I stepped off my bike

Perching myself on a flat monument

That overlooked the sea of souls past.

 

Stillness rested there

A place for my thoughts to dance eerily

Trying to find meaning to this thing called life.

 

Like a bird hidden high upon a branch

I watched the town move

While the cemetery lay solemn. 

 

Life in present, moments in past, and hopes for the future

Swirled in the depths of my mind

As I simultaneously pondered the names that surrounded me.

 

Recent markers were decorated with soft colored blooms

While older ones were overwhelmed with weeds hiding part of the name

Missed or forgotten.

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