Monday, February 3, 2014

The Graveyard Was Cool With Old Deaths

THE GREEN ACREAGE OF THE OLD CEMETERY WAS filled with stones and names on stones. Not only the names of the people earthed over with sod and flowers, but the names of seasons. Spring rain had written soft, unseen messages here. Summer sun had bleached granite. Autumn wind had softened the lettering. And snow had laid its cold hand on winter marble. But now what the seasons had to say was only a cool whisper in the trembling shade...

Farewell Summer, Ray Bradbury

Image by a.traveller.


Kyle said...

Great quote! I'd love to see some more cemetery quotes; I'm a cemetery afficianado.

Rot said...

Will do : )