Within the Valley Walls

Salvador Dali

Salvador Dali

Religious relics chime in the wind,
As God whispers in the ears of those who are worthy.
The desert blaze burns the cityscape
And leaves my eyes red and mourning.

Fear passes the time,
Wonders world wide,
And curiosity follows the black cat in its passing.

A life in monotone lives with no worries,
And the mother weeps at the loss of her glory.

Ancient is as new life begins.
Rejuvenation of the holy.

The rest of us stop and listen to what the whistleblower said,
“Two guys shot down and dead.”

As the valley walls speak,
Old time lovers reconvene,
But nothings is more sweet than those departing.


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