Undying Love For A Love That Is Dying (complete) by Christopher John Petersen

UNDYING LOVE FOR A LOVE THAT IS DYING

The artist put himself to task,

to realise a dream;

and gathered up and set it so,

it did not show a seam.

with loving hands he polished it,

and when each piece was done;

he set it all in motion,

giving life to every one.

Then he put a keeper in it's midst,

and said "Watch over it";

then saw he needed company,

and so of his breast did knit.

then said "Come see what I've cast on,

from a stitch across your heart;

this stitch to remind both of you,

that you should never part".

Now looking upon his loving work,

behold it has been dashed;

for some have come along, and with

a tarnished brush have splashed;

With fond filled fancies,

of lavish meadows Green;

of shimmering Sunkissed dewdrops,

on countless blossoms sheen.

An array of fossils and footsteps,

of all pleasantries ever seen;

now memories locked in teardrops,

of all that once had been.

Mother Earth, once plump and fruitful,

laid waste by foolish schemes;

left in the hands of ignorant caretakers,

is now falling apart at the seams.

All the artist's beloved creations,

have all but come and went;

shall the Harvest Moon not bless our skies,

'til this beloved Earth is spent?

Despondent over desolate spaces,

we dream the poet's dream;

of living in tranquil places,

with peace on Earth serene.

To live in joyous frivolity,

with nothing to bring us down;

to look in all directions,

and nay have cause to frown.

May God help us to understand and respect all that is given us A-MEN

© by Christopher John Petersen