carving names on stones…

carving names on stones

without words
night
entered the room
its cold breath
filled lungs
while its icy hands
stroked hair
that
cascaded
on the pillow’s edge
like
death’s lover
awaiting
a kiss
that never comes
to lips
buried beneath
the earth
these are
the moments
in the darkness
when memories
cut deep
into the soul
a soul
seeking
answers
to questions
that have
no
answers
the
whys
and
is there
a god
if so
how did
an unseen god
become know
to men
who harbor
such sins
as to
require
sacrifices
and
as
such questions
are mumbled
a silence
is the only response
it is the silence
of centuries
so
the questions
continue
and
night
enters the room
again

6 thoughts on “carving names on stones…

  1. Many cross over and never have these questions answered Charlie…”it is the silence of centuries…and night enters the room again”! Sad but true…brilliant as always my dear friend! xxx

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