Consigned to collapse – they
stand
they stand – what were they -whirling
atoms - consigned somehow to
those
particular bodies – they stand –
con-
signed by the virulence of
unholiest
hatred to the edge of collapse
–some
to tumble over – they stand –some
in
the soft dust of ash - some
stumbling
through the finally opened gates
–they
stand -some now flown to shine – star-
light in the sky – they return
pushing
stones from their graves born to
tell a
story that should have been but a
tale
of caution – they stand strong
and tall
their line circling this world –
the Source
shining in the eyes of the newly born
–
They stand – the cycle of self
continues
their atoms inviolate and firm – perhaps
one or two floating off to still
a hand lifted
in hatred – a heart aching in
loss – they
stand behind us, with us, before
us –
watching-
standing
They…
