almost convinced myself it's Spring
as frosty wind bites onto my skin
coldly , I feel like a marble statue
All the ancient years we have stood
all these ancient centuries
we've watched the world
in silence of heavy embrace
from gravity of time
It's a tribute to life to be stillness
to be the sculptured features cut from Earth
to be landmarks of impossible boundaries in forms
Within a moment of my frozen hand reaching
to open the fence .. the statues whispered to me
made the cold numbness of my hand , beautiful
07 December 2012 © Lyric Dreamer
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