They fell like giants,
one by one.
The air quivered,
held their shape
in loving memory.
As a child far away
I was not there,
to see the spaces.
Time trampled on,
the pillars endured
Eternal guardians
of past and present.
The empty spaces
imperceptible.
Their shape intact,
Vibrant in memory.
Time caught up, and
time ran out.
Their strength declined.
In quick succession,
when one fell, the others
followed, one by one.
Stay yet a while,
my heart did cry.
But their time had passed,
their strength was spent.
Reluctantly, I sped them on,
rest, your work is done,
and they fell,
one by one.
But, OH how bare
the landscape now!
No wall to lean on,
No pillars at my back.
The glow they left behind,
illuminates the pillars,
dancing, just out of reach, showing me the way.
Zsófi Teleki 2019 December
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