like some forgotten monument
waves slightly in the breeze
as if an old man says goodbye
to his days
yet gives up no secret of his years
the tally of them
just the present
nor even that
some cipher wind
scripture alone scribbled to the left of time
as if the earliest escape of dawn
decorates the eastern sky like some antique prophet
Flynnpoetry 
Good one – could imagine the gent
LikeLike