the amphitheater plays the sadness of time

[Kailashana]

The sadness of time falls without whimper
there are no beginnings
there are no endings
when the curtain is drawn back
and it rains

If I tie a yellow ribbon around an old oak
tree, will the valley of death rise and shine
with even stranger fruit than I can bear?

I have loved and I have lost the look in your eyes,
I have drawn lines to this poem.

[dadio]

Sad poem, but very good.

[saw]

touching imagery that narrates the reality of unrequited love with grace....