Trinity

In my head, houses part
Trees crumble and old stones wither dry

In my mind, birds spring
From tightly knit hedges buried cold

In my heart, hope blooms white
Bright as old crosses in the sun

From these, decades pass
Into a future that turns to past

All withers dry
All turns back
All breaks apart
All fades to silence and grey

But mind and head and heart
Endure
Spirit carry on, whilst temporal beings fade
Mind be restless, whilst knowledge gradually disappears
Head be calm, whilst panic phases in
Heart be at peace, whilst demons rage in black

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