it’s quiet
inside the black iron fencing
and ornamental gate
tending a small plot
of perennials
while speaking
the silent parlance
of inscribed stone
when what is
and what was
fondly hold hands
in rumination.
it’s quiet
inside the black iron fencing
and ornamental gate
tending a small plot
of perennials
while speaking
the silent parlance
of inscribed stone
when what is
and what was
fondly hold hands
in rumination.