Resurrection of Love
Swimming ashore from land afar,
Reaching a promised wealth,
Capturing the flowering scene,
Finding his inner self.
Walking along a forest path,
Stooping at a spring,
Peering into the mirrored glass,
Soft, like an angel's wing.
Suddenly, the wind picked up,
The water rippled unclear,
He squinted his eyes to see again,
A face below overcame his fear.
Joy entered his heart once more,
He turned about to hold her tight,
But when he saw the empty space,
He pondered at his plight.
Looking back at the goddess face,
Smiling there below,
Figuring out her watery fate,
At once he couldn't say no.
Jumping into the silvery veil,
Drowning his mortal's soul,
Swept back into the current of life,
Below on a grassy knoll.
^_^ Amanda Piatt aka LadySofia
That time of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perciev'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.