DEAR STATUE
So alive.
I could hear you breathing.
Is that a moan?
Maybe it was the wind.
Is that a rustle of clothing?
Maybe someone else is in the garden.
Is that a sigh?
I heard a sigh.
Are you tired of standing still?
Is that a tear on your cheek?
Your eyes look sad.
Reflecting a remorse so deep
that I can feel it.
What else do I feel?
A whisper of breath on my face.
Are you breathing, dear one?
Are you alive beneath the stone?
Raise your head.
Look me in the eye.
It’s time to be free.
Let your soul be free
and soar above on your wings.
Take flight, dear one.
Take flight.
Love it. 🙂 Ha ha… just noticed some of your messages… it’s the first thing I think of whenever I see stone angels… Dr. Who! 😀
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Thanks. And I thought I was being original. I guess every thought we have, someone else had it already.
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Oops! 😀
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I’ve never seen Dr. Who. I don’t get that channel. I bet it was creepy.
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Weeping angels!!! AAAAH! lol – ever since we saw them on Dr Who I’ve not been able to look at stone statues as so innocent!
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Very poetic and interesting.
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Thanks. I always seem to think statues are alive, watching and waiting.
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mmmm….this is interesting and deep – ancient history as well!!
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Too morbid?
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