Posts tagged ‘groves’

25/11/2012

Death and the Alder Grove

 

In hollow times I cease to be,

And seek the caves of others’ thoughts.

I cease to write and cease to speak,

I close my mind and haul within.

 

And there their echoes fill my mouth.

And there their doubts cascade around

In empty soothings, empty charms,

In shallow, whirling myths and lies.

 

So further into death I climb,

Until at last I find my peace

In ancient groves of alder trees,

In silence deep as pain is long.

 

Where mysteries breathe and lives are sought:

Where self has ended, selves are caught.