Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Old Bones No Longer Sleep

Copyright © 2012 Tryphena Louise Williams

The river of stones it grumbles and moans
Hidden was a graveyard of old outworn bones

Stepping stones a path of love once worn
A lifetime past the heart of love now torn

The river it flowed with tear drops of love
Soul it watched from its home high above

Each stone was tumbled and polished clean
The heart of stone will its love ever be seen

Many old bones the river had chosen to keep
Hidden below in silence the bones they sleep

Old bones of a love lost had been sapped dry
As tears of love flowed from the spiritual eye

Then a bridge of light appeared to take form
A new wave of love heralded in a new dawn

Soul had found its heart deep within the self
The stones of old now neatly sat upon a shelf

A heart of golden love had slowly taken form
An inner deep silence had appeased the storm

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