His secrets are preserved for eternity
His portrait is painted onto woven tension
Timeless hues capture qualities of enormity...
years compress into a flattened dimension
Placid eyes stare beyond confining limits
as through looking through stained glass…
concealing truth… unanswered questions remain
Church bells ring as time continues to pass
His hair does not thin or gray
A dimpled chin no longer needs a shave
His knowing smile has no refrain
It is now that his restless bones behave
4/8/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem