Sunset Visit

Sunset Visit


Today I visited 
the unliving—
those beneath 
marked stones
who ask 
nothing.

A few 
visitors
drift
between—
wordless.

Inside 
each:
their
noisy solitude—
bitter truths
etched 
in
stone.

In silence,
I watch
light
pour 
amber 
across
the stones—
the earth.

A silence
not mine—
theirs.