While walking homeThrough matted woods,Thick with foliage and life,I came upon a human skull.Fragmented,Half-shattered,Terrible and Beautiful.Its hollow socket peered at meFrom the earth, andIts haunting glare froze me,Consumed me,And a swell of pity gathered in my breast.And a thousand moral lessons about lifeAll eluded me at once.So we stood –Lockedin awkward silence.Its yellow-ochre visageAnd its … Continue reading While Walking Home