Remembrance

Thoughts beside a grave

I never knew you
But I came across
Your grave today.
It was quite
By accident,
I was driving
Home with my
Camera on the seat
Searching for
The perfect landscape.
I happened to see
The sunlight filtering
Almost magically
Through the branches
Of the stately pine
Whose limbs grazed
The ground behind
Your marker.
The light created
A soft halo over
And around it.
I was drawn
In wonder and awe.
My eyes stopped
On the stone;
Old and weathered
Yet still white and
Pristinely glorious.
A small flag
Flapped smartly
On the breeze
As if keeping
The dream alive
On its own.
I paused and I wondered,
Were you alone
When you died?
Is there still family
To keep and visit
Your resting place?
I wondered if
They still believe
The ideas you died for.
I left in silence
Your stone and your flag
Reminded me of
What is still
Yet to be won.