Face Alive

TWO POEMS

FACE ALIVE

Her senseless face, still living mortally,

Stares now with eyes too far away to see

What honor may have been or grace or love

Or anything that they were quickened of.

It is not death, this open-mouthed decay,

This aged face with nothing more to say:

It is not death but a good life's reward

And testimony to the unknown Lord.