Sentinel

Sentinel.

Standing stones, standing like stone
carved in stone,
Waiting.
You are patience, endless endurance
hard as granite,
Unyielding.
I have stood in your shadow and cursed
you are silent,
Resistant.
I have blessed you for your dark shade
you are nuetral,
Indifferent.
I wonder what it is awaits you,
as the years pass,
Unremarkable.

Geraldine Moorkens Byrne

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