Dizappearingirl

One dark day, in wind and bluster, Warily I traveled to a courtyard of stone Passing the gate took valor to muster- The iron swirls did rattle and moan In Spring, this place was a haven of light Where green flourished from Eden's spark Now, it was a hideous, perpetual night Where I did shudder, alone in the dark Making my way across the familiar bend My lips paled under frost As to the ninth row I came to an end I knew it well, though my sight was lost Stone angels with stern faces Cold crucifixes litter my way The unseen dead seem to loom in strange places Ah, how I wished I hadn't gone that day! So fearful was I, and keen to