Poem Day

I have a cold and no time to write a long entry today, but wanted to share a poem that I wrote on the way home from Albuquerque. You'll see the influences of our trip....

Silence

Opposite me, opposing me,

A glyph inscribed in stone-colored skin,

Message and meaning by unknown Creator,

A mystery to all, except maybe to his descendants

Who each contain a piece of the code,

A strand of hair, a drop of blood or spume of spittle.

If I piece them together will I find his answer?

Or will the riddle of him remain untold.