Spirits of the Dead Thy soul shall find itself alone’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone—Not one, of all the crowd, to pryInto thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for thenThe spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are againIn death around thee—and their willShall overshadow thee: beContinue reading “Rest in Peace…”
Dancing Among the Remains 