Jeffrey Hull
Friday, March 17, 2006
Garden
© 2006 Nina Camic All rights reserved.
The scene of our devotion
Was once the forest plain;
Before that was the ocean;
Before that was the rain.
The meadow where we wandered
Lay once beneath the sea;
And moments, idly squandered,
Construct eternity.
If time is but illusion
We are not less the same,
Like blooms in spring profusion
That just a while remain.
The gardens dear to lovers
Like lovers pass away,
And Time the bowers covers
Beneath the coolest clay.
© 2006 Jeffrey Hull
posted by Jeffrey Hull, 6:41 AM
