Ode To A Burial Chamber In Wales

Poem By Anthony Foster

Those slabs that men once placed to line the tomb,
A friend, a leader, a king, or perhaps just someone who I wished I had known,
When deserved in eternity so much room,
Looking at the skeleton of a burial long ago,
When bones are dust and only rock remains,
I look at the bridge that time builds,
And feel humbled by the complexity of it all,
When I know that I am not an accident of nature,
Because I love, I am and I feel the moment,
This time, this place is overwhelming.

Comments about Ode To A Burial Chamber In Wales

It IS overwhelming to think that the only thing left to mark a persons stamp upon this earth is that monument...that itself will in time be covered with moss such that the name is not even recognizable. A powerful poem.
This is an awesome write, I enjoyed it greatly.Its hard at times to come up with something at times.What you say in this makes us see that life is delicate, for we live, laugh, love and feel then we die even though those bones turn to dust there is always the promise of resurrection


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