Once upon a time.
The cold winter bite
Came alive and closed our lips.
For we are the stones buried beneath
The trees and the sky.
Our souls wonder in the stars
Though we are in the ground.
We watch
We whisper
In the air
Through the water
The time has come.
To open our eyes.
To echo our cries
And drum to the beat of our hearts.
Picture:http://www.deviantart.com/art/Tombstones-161251244
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