Thursday, February 7, 2008

Shade 45: Camouflage of Time

The trees have overgrown this place
And shrubs and weeds spring tall
The walls barely visible ‘neath the tangling ivy
Yet vividly this place I recall
These tumbling ruins still are great in my mind
It reminds me how fleeting we are
That once a great tower stood with such strength
But in no time has fallen so far
And from any distance would pass unnoticed
As it melds to the forest behind
Though once this spot was a landmark of my youth
It is difficult and trying again to find