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Hallowed Ground

Don Hynes

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July 30k 2016

In morning light with wind on the sea

you wouldn’t think of all the earth holds buried,

the unremembered dreams and ambitions past.

Bones of warriors in ships of steel,

tusks of elephants, claws of tigers,

all the sharp points of advance

dulled by years passing

in the great cemetery of earth.

Over the graveyard Time walks

hearing the cries of the forgotten,

scattering seed on the hallowed ground

to rise from the dust and ashes

and flower with impossible color

in the somber gardens of death.



Hallowed Ground