I came for a walk, now I sit with the dead,
Silence, still, a gentle breeze blows in the sun,
The dead, they don't judge,
No grudges, no eyes watching.
And I sit here on the grass,
Just letting these moments pass.
So many loved ones from long long ago,
Some graves are kept tidy, and some overgrow,
I hope and pray they are all at peace
And the turmoil and heartache did cease.
The sun shines down,
I feel the heat and see the clouds in the sky,
While people lay in eternal sleep through my eyes,
In the ground, like the roots of a tree,
The roots of many families remain.
No more sorrow, no more pain.
And so, I shall set off and head back home,
Back to the thoughts of the silence and the alone.
