photo: 8th Century Celtic Cross - Eyam, Derbyshire.
On guard
Thirteen centuries marking time,
a voyeur to ravaging plague
and passing years,
a silent witness to the procession of life.
This parade ground of mourning
is your resting place
where rain and shine
daily steal at your surface
yet fail to erase craftsman’s art.
All around you
inscribed epitaphs
become steadily anonymous.
You are a monument to heroic skill.
Thirteen centuries marking time,
a voyeur to ravaging plague
and passing years,
a silent witness to the procession of life.
This parade ground of mourning
is your resting place
where rain and shine
daily steal at your surface
yet fail to erase craftsman’s art.
All around you
inscribed epitaphs
become steadily anonymous.
You are a monument to heroic skill.
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