White

of skies...

of pearl..

of the blinding sun....

of silver, polished and crafted...

of light..

of stars and of moon in the night..

of lilly and laiche..

of pure allure..

and of pain....

.

Red Gravestone

Overgrown wilderness and small shrine enclosed,
Shades of crimson peeping out of the moss.
A silent grave. Lonely and small.
At the foot a watchful canine,
Sleeps at the foot of a master that could have been
A slight miscalculation in the cycle of lives for two.

But both at peace finally...