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Cemetery Hill

March 5, 2010
By A.L.Sommer DIAMOND, Brookfield, Wisconsin
A.L.Sommer DIAMOND, Brookfield, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world; there is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that others won't feel insecure around you. We were all meant to shine as children do. We were all born to make manifest the glory of God that's within us - it's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
-Nelson Mandela

Voices travel on the wind,
Translucent clouds hang over the earth.
Dark the sky, the stars and moon
Sparkle with smiles of laughter and mirth.

The tombstones shine tonight;
Their faces resplendent, their epitaphs gleam.
The moon casts light behind the trees,
But blocked by branches and persons the beam.

The people feast and sing with joy,
Their loved ones gone and silent still.
Celebrations of life are held
On these the nights of homage on cemetery hill.

Yet amidst the joy and laughter rings
The call of sorrow and forgotten days,
When children's voices rose to sing,
And men feared not to boy and pray.

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