cold crested breath
noisy boots
damaging silence
daggers in ears
A time of quiet
lasted centuries
no light, no noise
just the drip drip
of a water clock
Counting down eternity
in saltine structures
every six inches, a hundred years
stalactites meet stalagmites
a century in gypsum salt
Ballerinas dance and sparkle
in crystalline tutu's
legs in Swan Lake tights
on point in rock salt shoes
in darkness chimes
We savour the surface
embracing light
names echo
in silence
and are still
Water drips
splashing trickles
salt climbs on salt
years continue
an unstoppable clock
in the dark...