Relic

She was a memento to imagination

A token of thought

A message written to the future

“Don’t you dare think all is lost”

She was a statue of stone

Old and greyed with time

A city built up around her

Poetry in a world of forgotten rhyme

She was a song written into the wind

That got caught in the ears of passersby

And I’ve noticed when I sing it aloud

It stopped in your mind as well as mine