memorial

No one’s quite sure who built the cone spire by the tall bur. Its timber frame appeared one day, as if surveying the lands from this highest point. With each visit, more interwoven branches, added at the expense of sky. Then, deterrence in the form of a locked gate in the perimeter fence. Soon after, adjacent, a low cairn appears. No doubt, then, that this is a place of sadness. Final confirmation comes in the shape of written memorial, a eulogy to a fallen servant. A remembrance in the landscape noticed mainly by crows.