Honoring sacred

Listen to the whispers
of a yesterday far gone
to words of lessons learned
through changes that have come,
silent eyes wait watching
for the cure to now be found,
in sacred love embraced
with more still yet to come.
In shadows sits the elder
carved with tools and thoughts of life,
captured essence moves here
in spirits of those who see
the light beneath the darkness
and the life within the soul,
neither here or gone it remains
drifting in dreams it will become.
The skies will fall and rise
and the waters, in and out
while the scurrying motions move on
unaware of whats been said,
and the young will remember these days
though may not know quite why,
but in the way of seasons they too will slip
in minutes passing by,
perhaps one day to recall
the face who waited with secrets to tell
to the wise who stopped a moment
to gaze into eyes with soul
and a peace found here
beside the man
we never knew at all,
but for a piece of beauty
in shades of green and black,
a part of it all,
a soul for this space and time.

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