We do not hear the sounds,
.
nor see a face,
.
or walk in the time
.
of that ancient place.
..
.
.
Yet we bear witness,
.
we are the living trace
.
of souls inhabiting
...
a time in that place.
..
.
.
.
An honored time ~
. .
never to be erased.
.
.
....




I appreciate your stopping in to read my work. 














you always inspire me to reach higher, Lowell. 





68 old applause
