Thursday, September 18, 2025

Iceland

 

Dark blood red rock covered with

cerulean green moss. 

A lumpy land with water cascading; 

thrumming, drumming, pounding, 

speaking eternity. Endless power

reduces me to my proper 

size in the universe's eyes. 


The coarse black sand beaches with

dark obelisks scattered on shore and

water. Am I seeing the remainders

of our time.. or what sorrow looks like?


Thick white sheets descend 

in ragged edges.  I saw people

shaken, saying aloud they loved you.

You gave joy. Hearing you sing 

still echoes inside. 

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