What Will Her Gravestone Say?

A Poem By Anna // 11/10/2009

In a small town there is a street
Where the chapel and the forest trees meet
And on this street there lives a girl
Who has given all she once prized for a pearl
It is pure, white, and perfect, set in a ring
Radiance, life, light, and joy does it bring
But when outsiders appear, the girl covers her hand
She will not share her treasure with the land.
    What will her gravestone say?

On a sun-bathed cliff, under sky, over sea
There is a boy who knows he is free
To a people who cannot comprehend his choice
He stands there, rejoicing, and raises his voice
He stands and he sings through heat and through rain
He sings of the Way he KNOWS can break chains
But the people rage, try to toss him away
They hide from his song, for it brings forth the day
They hiss and throw rocks, yet he holds his ground
He speaks of a Shepherd; they reject being found.
    What will their gravestones say?

The girl and the people are guilty alike
One hides her Glory; the rest refuse the light
But the boy has It too; he can’t help but cry
To a world that would have him live its lie.
    What will his gravestone say?


"Here lies a man who found

"Here lies a man who found joy in faith."

KatieSara | Tue, 11/10/2009


"Are all humans like this? So much bigger on the inside?"

I like this, Anna. :)

The second to last line especially "a world that would have him live its lie." Such a good description of the world...

Kyleigh | Tue, 11/10/2009

"He sings of the Way he KNOWS

"He sings of the Way he KNOWS he can break chains"--love it! This is a great poem!


Heather | Wed, 11/11/2009

And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"


 Wow - I LOVED this!  So clear, so descriptive... ah! *shakes head in resignation*  Amazing poem, Anna.  Loved it.

Mary | Wed, 11/11/2009

Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!


Interesting and intriguing ...i liked it.

Mairead | Wed, 11/11/2009


"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis

This is wonderful, Anna

I tend to get distracted by poems that don't rhyme or carry good rhythm -- but this poem was well structured, and so its message stood out to me all the more powerfully.  To answer the last question of the poem, I would only add to KatieSara's words, "of whom the world was not worthy."

James | Wed, 11/11/2009

"The idea that we should approach science without a philosophy is itself a philosophy... and a bad one, because it is self-refuting." -- Dr. Jason Lisle

Wonderful, wonderful poem.

Wonderful, wonderful poem.

The Brit | Thu, 11/12/2009

This was lovely.

This was lovely.

Clare Marie | Fri, 11/13/2009

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]