Words of restless hope... of Resurrection

Mortality; O wretched death and mortality!

Decay is a demon dream, schemed in symmetry.

O, that death crucified might halt its talons,

Will we not all ascend from the grave?

 

Remember the fallen, the slain;

Their dust is our foundation.

Consider their suffering and pain;

For therein lies a new creation.

 

Silent stones of granite hue;

Enveloped now in sacred dew.

Speak somber words of restless hope

Of Resurrection...

Author's Note

On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer. ~Douglas Horton

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Silent stones of granite hue;
Enveloped now in sacred dew.
Speak somber words of restless hope
Of Resurrection...

Loved, loved, loved this write. Wonderful, Craig:)

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much dear Pryde! Hope your week is flowing with rivers of inspiration. :)

[Sangeetha]

It has a very eerie feel to it which is nice because the feelings that you want to portay in painful desire ID liketo call it, was very well expressed. It was very soulful and something even i could relate to. Very well done !

[An owl on the moon]

This came from a dark place in me. I deeply appreciate your thoughts, my friend.

[Sangeetha]

No problem, I too had those same desires after reading a book that involved the death of someone I refused to accept had died. I get really into it if like a certain a book haha.

[Lydia Shutter]

Your spirituality shines in this one, Craig....but I also see respect for those who have gone before us. Our ancestors fought difficult lives in order for us to live as we do today. Powerful poetry. Lydi**

[An owl on the moon]

I so appreciate your comments, dear Lydi. Wishing you such a beautiful week to come.

[Ruth]

Deeply insightful hon and wonderful use of wording within this, an old style flow that creates a whirlpool of thoughts and recognition :)

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you, Poppy. I so hope you've had a full week of wondrous inspiration. :)

[Ruth]

Thank you dear heart...and you :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A sobering poem my friend.
"Silent stones of granite hue;
Enveloped now in sacred dew.
Speak somber words of restless hope
Of Resurrection..."
I like the above lines. Look upon the dead with respect. One day we shall join them. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much my friend. It is always a joy to have you by. Have a blessed weekend.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend. Always a pleasure to read your work.

[emmajoy]

Such a darkness in your words, CF., and yet appropriate.. certainly the 'restless hope.. ' - one can be hope and pray..

' Remember the fallen, the slain; -- Their dust is our foundation. -- ',. Methinks the greatest of all, He who lives in our hearts yet...

As always wonderful poetry, appropriate for the time...

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much, dear Emma. This was written during a deep darkness, and somehow, as on Easter morning, there was that faint glimmer of hope as dawn swallowed the night. May you find such joy in this sacred, beautiful day.