Apr 2020
Nothing resists forever
Nothing outlasts time
but
Our hearts thump
With the manifest certainty of
A graveyard’s slow march over an empty field
Nothing outlasts time
but
Our hearts thump
With the manifest certainty of
A graveyard’s slow march over an empty field
Passed a graveyard today, and I thought of how it keeps moving, like a rising tide along the shore, into the next open field.
