Once Stood an Altar

The year is coming to an end, and the rain streams down on this trailer, once stood an altar, now only blankets remain.

This year has been stripped down to the bare bones, where death radiates from the eyes of strangers and kin.

What was once full and blooming is now mere decay.

Yet chickweed grows lushly outside the window,

and signs of life are all around.

Protective holly bush planted by the birds, you remain.

The spirit that ignites this all is playing in the wind.

Rattling skeletons whirl by and my love becomes invisible.

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