Estuaries Of Silence
Estuaries of silent remembrance
Converge softly upon a vast and lonely sea.
Lifetimes of consequence are emptied
unknown amongst a gathering of reeds.
Virtuous condemnation comes swift now without any pain,
as shallow currents pull unto the sweet surrender of yesterdays game.
The sun, the sea, and the brilliant winter’s sky,
are all now partakers in the solemn moment of souls sacrifice.
For slowly the salt and sand to this body, this mind do claim,
as is unto this trepidation of death without commemoration of name.
Deep, dark, and cold is this final place,
cast now upon the silt of forgotten time,
there to forever remain…
J. Allen Wilson © 1/14/06