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In ground that heaves and rolls
Stands old gravestones
Old sailors home from sea
Tilting at the wind,
Leaning into years
Growing slow lichens
Like ragged green clothes.
Soon to lay down low
And silent.

And it made me think that you and me,
Now standing tall against it all
Straight and strong
Our roads still long
Are winding our way towards
Our own appointment with the friendly ground.
When we set aside this monument
To our mortality.

Summer 2004.