Hieroglyph 8

Hieroglyph 8

The darkness has penetrated to our hearts
The wind echoes between the rocks
Silence hunts in the shadows.

We have come to the spot where all death waits
And the cold breath of eternity obscures the day
We are lost in the arid chaos of time
The abyss of the seasons
Shadows on the brooding face of god.

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© John A. Youril