Encased in Clay
This poem is written for What do you See challenge over at Willow Poetry.
I died a very long time ago
Encased in clay, broken, total dismay
Now here I stand with head in hands
Staring blankly across the lands
My soul is still alive
Even though my body died
I stand in wait
Wanting to be taken to the gate
Yearning for my soul to be set free
Will it ever be?
©Susan Zutautas 2019