Times of glory:
battlefields of smoke and blood,
and edifices built high
to reach the sun,
and glorious courts trimmed
with power and wealth,
all this,
all this,
to dust,
to graves that lie deep
in the darkness that
always sweeps across triumphs
and shadows brave souls that think
this matters much.

Lie down,
lie down upon this bed
and see the world
for what it is.

Look up,
look up to the sparkling sky
and see eternity
that never lies.

 

8/5/2024