The Promise Of The Word.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

when love is finally gone
you always feel it
the way i felt it
we know it but how can
we tell it
to us?

did we bond for love
for just love? did we promise
to stay because of love?

now is the time to take
the conclusion, we might have
done it for love
but never was this love the
reason for us being here
again, for us to stay this long
and tell the world that
love still exists despite its
being gone.

ah, fulfill the promise of the
cliffs and the rocks,
the principle of the sun that
shines always even without us.
ah, fulfill the promise of the
faithful years,
that with or without man
that with or without the trees
and the skies,
time would still be there
to mark the milestones of
life and death, of sorrows
and happiness,

ah, here we are and here we are gone
the word remains
even if left unsaid,
the earth stares and did not
wink even an eyelash.