Boneyard Solliloquy

“Among the Graves” – Paranaque, 01 November 2016

row
upon row
of stones
of tombs
markers
of lives
lived out
and committed
to memory.

night falls
upon this
boneyard
and the
winds
of fall
begin to
whistle
a melancholy
tune
telling us
life begins
life runs
life ends
and life
goes on;
endless
cycle of
life
and death
and rebirth.

we mourn
those
whose cycles
have ended
and rejoice
that they
begin again:
life begins
life runs
life ends
and life
goes on.