Mourning Glory

-It seems like a start-

Eternity is the cold steel shelter
of a morning flower
wrapped around our naked bodies

Inside we are waiting to unfold
like cardboard cut-outs
not knowing
we have fallen
forgotten

Petals open to the light
but still a feeling of loss
we cannot define

The past is our burden
further back we cannot see

The future a promise
of what
we still can’t say

but it seems like a start

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