As it ripples through the silence and lightens the moon,
A lone wolf hums a sad melody,
As the wind slowly but surely dances with a tree,
The leaves try to escape but the branch holds them close,
As this is the place where you shouldn't be alone,
A frost with fingers, cold with spite,
Chokes the warmth from the night,
The kissing gate creaks, it bears great sorrow,
For all those souls who sleep in her hollow,
The sparrow watches over the graves,
Sorry he is for every soul he could not save.
Death lies nearby in the darkness and gloom,
He beckons lost spirits and is waiting for YOU,
For you, so cold, so silent to lie,
Under the peaceful, watchful eye,
Of the pastor, the sparrow, the wind who weeps,
Over the bodies that death has clutched and the child that sleeps
By Padme101
The cacophony of sounds, the melody,
Music. Our legacy.
Music can be with no meaning, rhythm or even rhyme,
Just one thing is important, never let the music die.
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