Among the Ruins
There is a temple and there are stones. There are no bodies but there are bones. There are walls and statues covered in blood. There are pottery shards sunk in ashes and mud. There is singing. There is a song. If I do not tell you where I am, you cannot say I am wrong. There is a dance and there are dances. There is a room and there are rooms. There are romances and second chances in a place of death where there is no tomb. There is a path that you must follow. There are things that you must do. If love can't help you find the way, why do you expect poetry to?


Fantastic! I love the rhythm and the back and forth.
If love can't help you
find the way,
why do you expect
poetry to?
💥🔥
So very true…so very powerful!