Cemetery Trees

Lonely trees in a graveyard. The leaves have fallen, the air is cold and still. Silence keeps close watch over this space

Dark, bundled shadows stand during a final ceremony that momentarily breaks the earth. Words are said and then they vanish.

Silence once again returns.

knowing that i must die
in grief remembering
in the shadow of
i leave behind my heyday

i shall see no more
in the forgotten dust
like a sad exile
all my hopes and fears

my last sleep serene
the eternal years
bitterly i weep
i seek the still grave

resigning to eternal night