Those who now were bone ...

A beautiful silence fell from the evening sky - 

Beneath each pine were the quiet bones - 

If I were to draw back the earth, I'd know each bone - 

Its shape - 

Its weight - 

How it reflected the pale moon - 

I'd then look up, to see faces in the air - 

I'd hold close those who now were bone - 

18.18

Monday 22 October 2018

East Stoke

Dorset