CEMETERIES
There’s a certain pause - when we drive
by a cemetery. There’s something
sacred - below those stones. So too -
all our inner gravestones - heavy - here
and there in the deep soil of our souls:
with names, dates, some words - some
memories - that sum up a loved one.
And then - when we die - those memory
gravestones are buried below with us.
And then - our gravestone rises up in the
green, green grass of
Some Cemetery -
as well as the down deep hope we all have -
that someone from time to time visits our grave
- visits some memories, says a prayer of thanks,
and then drives home not alone but with us
in the down deep graveyard in their soul.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016
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