Study in Grey 

 

                          Time waits in the shadows

                          at the edge of sleep

                          shrouds the enchanted lake

                          ancient wisdoms

                          brew a secret alchemy

                          a lone silhouette skims the surface

 

                          Creation rests on the seventh day

                          a tribe of herdsmen

                          in a desert valley

                          worship at the feet of Moloch

                          Druid priests

                          still wander on the moors

                          silent vigil etched in stone

 

                          Somewhere on a foreign field

                          soldiers in trenches

                          hands cupped to hold the flame   

                          wait for the signal

                          their final communion

                          ghosts on a memory of gray light

 

 

 

                                                     Jack Mashman

                                                     1990