Saturday, November 21, 2009


We came in from the bright lights,
the noise and movement demanding attention,
to this place...

this darkened room where he had been lain.
Placed in the heart with his mother
shedding crystal-tears.

And those who entered stood
with eyes drawn to this figure lying there.

We stood around, and death encountered us.

Death (or was it life)
we saw that moved our world
and, in its stillness, asked of us,
what do you see?

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