Gravity Defied in the Garden of Rest
Added 2025-09-24 10:00:04 +0000 UTCIn the quiet of the cemetery's grace,
A soul hangs upside down, embracing space.
Tattoos tell tales on arms so free,
Amidst the stones where memories be.
The rope, a crimson thread, binds the air,
A dance with the dead, a moment to share.
The trees stand tall, the grass so green,
In this place of rest, a scene unseen.
Gravity's pull, yet spirit so light,
In the stillness, a heart takes flight.
Among the graves, a moment so rare,
A blend of life and death, beyond compare.
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