Only the stones remain

© ️Lidia Popa

We will leave one by one

sadder and more lonely

maybe with a flower on the chest,

a wax cross in his hands

and a psalm to keep in mind

pray over

for the rest

twinned with pain

washed with bitter tears.

We will leave one by one

like a cloud in the sky,

to the seas beyond

nowhere.

Only the stones remain

to protect the clay.

Here he rests in eternity

the poet without shadow.

Italy