No voices here. I
stand on hallowed ground.
A thousand years have seen of Your God
to mourn His peace
"The ancient and the modern blended together in haunting harmony..." -Zita Steele
And no one is here… to see you now
And dust to dust. Golden Kings,shatter Rose, into stone
Dark the skies they weep lament for you
In ash for ev-er sl-eep.
No faces here. No foot steps echo far. Light of the sand
in the burn-ing gold
I
feel you here, your eyes in the night,
"I can see clouds a thousand miles away, hear ancient music in the pines...." -Ikkyu
Photographs 2022
No comments:
Post a Comment