A candle flickers in the darkness
of the graveyard,
a light like life
amid the long lines of death in stone
with names and dates
reminding the living
that all that begins will end.
A candle flickers in the darkness
of the graveyard,
a light like all these lives
that danced
in the cold gloom of years,
and faced the the darkness which,
unlike this night, shall not end.
13.03.2021
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