Pillars
of marble
shattered, lying in
the dust of centuries.
Statues, once
wreathed in magnificence.
contained of holiness,
lie toppled,
beheaded,
awaiting eternity.
Upon a hill,
a temple,
long since stripped
of splendor,
material and ethereal,
stands in ruins
forgotton.
A mystery left in our minds...
4 comments:
Wow...when you write...you write. Love this. ;) C. http://journals.aol.com/gdireneoe/thedailies
Wonderful description ! I liked this .... Tina http://journals.aol.com/onemoretina/Ridealongwithme
This was great Derek. It really stirred something in me. I wanted to turn Time Detective and follow each monument from glorious birth to dusty decline. You're right, the past is wreathed in such mystery - fascinating.
...And wonderfully written.
Tilly x
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I like how you write!!!
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