Walking through the churchyard, I saw a shape.
There can be no escape
From the tomb.
The gloom
Is there
For those who care
To look beyond a sunny day.
continuing on my way
I passed that tree,
That did loom
Over tomb
And me.
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K Morris - Poet 
A poem that certainly expresses one’s emotion when walking past a graveyard.
Thanks, Robbie. There is a churchyard directly opposite my home and I walk through it on a daily basis. Its a short-cut to somewhere …
Haunting poem Kevin catching the mythic elements of the tree and the tomb. The tree being the places where those who seek purification and wisdom are hung such as Odin and even Jesus – both of whom conquered the tomb
Thank you, Paul. Its interesting how all religions (Christian and Pagan) have elements in common. Kevin