I keep altering this poem, and I'm not sure if I'm completely happy with it yet, but I thought I'd put it up and see what people think! Let me know your thoughts, if you don't mind. Thanks.

I pause outside the walls

Uncertain

Tentatively stepping forwards

I immerse myself in the world of stones

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The air of constant stillness envelops me

In the noise of silence

And the sadness of the loss overwhelming

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Running

my fingers along the weather-smoothed stone

And reading the messages written with love

upon the hearts of the deceased.

They touch mine.

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Between two stones, glimmering with fragility

A tightrope stretched from grief to remembrance

A brave explorer

Swaying perilously on a whisper-thin lifeline

Builds hope from despair

And I know:

Even though they can be broken so easily

We still build our dreams on shards of light...