Ages Unfolding

stand here for hours
and as we silently stab our aching hearts
stones echo and cry beneath the earth

standing here from a place we once knew
too well, too soon to last
erased from our hearts and memories

till all thats left is mystery

strange yearnings
and feelings kept bottled up

unclassified feelings for one another
unless you are make believe

i dont truly believe im actually here
because this pain is too real
and these cries
too familiar

like the long lost song of the ages

craneflies kept preserved
for millions of years
to be opened in a century's time

kept selfishly wrapped in a time capsule

unfolding of the seedlings
as they bloom all around me