Will I be remembered?
Will my name be written in stone?
Will I be remembered when dust turns to dust and over again?
Will my name be whispered and echoed thought the halls?
Will I be remembered when the last leaf falls?
When all is gone,
Will I be remembered?
Poetry about the light within the dark and the dark within the light. Nature and the sense and feelings it provokes.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Will I be remembered?
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Monday, November 7, 2011
Icons
Stone mammoth visions of the gods
Out shadow their mortal echos
Waiting in the wafting mists
Grasp dank images about the fog
The reminding of the aged old gods
Their ruin temples haunted still
Their glory ever more
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