ART CONQUERS DEATH BUT MIND, ALAS...

The words of the

celebrated dead

are alive to us,

but dust to dust

when it comes to the

hands that wrote the letters

and the minds that created them

and weaved art out of sentences.

The past lives only

for the fleeting 'now' of today,

beyond past is dust to dust,

and tomorrow we

shall be ash, dust and bone,

mute memories of the gone.

18.02.2019