Lowering

Choir chants

Echoed singing

Laid to rest

Finally at peace

 

He was in it once

No one quite knew

Disbelief resides

 

The tide pulls him under

His grip is loosened

 

He drifts away

 

 

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.05.12.13:23:12@599NYC

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