On Visiting a Graveyard in Scotland

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Luss, Loch Lomond, March 2019

To have lived is to have been forgotten.

Futile are the stones on the graves of Vikings, The warriors beneath them nameless, Formless, earth and air.

What of the blood and bones of Romans Lost in lochs and lands They failed to conquer?

What of the Scots that lingered there a moment, Their names scratched in stones that stagger upright, Heroes bearing the weight of mold and moss?

Each Defaced, Erased By the relentless rains of time.

Joss, Lock Lomon, Scotland, March 2019 R. C. F. Gunkle