Here we leave no temple unmask
No other sacrifice laid on the alter
Can replace the ones we have lost,
With no state of despair to falter.
Here, we gather, and leave in a frame
The treasures of our earthly remains.
With the visage that time has claim
Resolute in sorrows of perpetual pains.
The beauty of their lives now shares
The silhouette of a heavenly rainbow.
Folding deeper into the atmosphere
death cherishes the legacies we owe.
When sunset took the victors choice
In youthful days they go by silent surprise.
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Author:
Gerry Legister (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The triumphant death leaves a legacy
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
“Here, we gather, and leave in a frame
The treasures of our earthly remains.”
That made me think of someone.
I enjoyed reading this.
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