Land of the Dead

Land of the Dead (94 Words)

Over the gray mountains
So it is said
Lies a Valley of Shadows
The Land of the Dead.

When the sun rises
With clear golden head
Its rays never reach
To the Land of the Dead.

And yet there is One
Who chose still to tread
The way of those mountains
The Land of the Dead—

The One who is Life
The Voice that is Song
Has paved a road homeward
Where our feet belong.

There the sun reaches
And there it is said
They dance as they travel
The Land of the Dead.

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Written in response to GI Artlab’s beautiful image, “Emerald Quartz.” Check it out and support the artist!