Ebb, swirl, and flow
beyond the broken hole,
into a new world
where new worries grow.
The unknown souls
awaken and moan
their stories in languages
long dead and gone.
Upon this hill,
my eyes are the eagle’s,
measuring each grassy twitch,
no matter how feeble.
I watch for creatures
hidden in the shadows
of their distant,
lonely barrows,
somehow haunted
by the
infinite ancients
whose sadness
lives in their
marrow
and causes the creak
in their bones.
©️ 2019.
Hello, it’s been a while!
I am enjoying a beautiful afternoon in Otterberg, Germany. Today, my travel partner and I went to Nanstein Castle in nearby Landstuhl. I captured the attached image there whilst exploring.
