All Things Will Die Poem by Christopher Tye

All Things Will Die

Rivers flow to the seas like all life flows to heaven,
Nothing can out run nature or time,
Even the oldest trees fall in the end,
Only through rebirth and renewal we will live on.

The strongest hearts stop beating in time,
Bristlecone Pines may live thousands of years,
But even they succumb to the passage of time.

The brightest suns fade and implode at the end,
Stars fade from existence as universes expand,
Planets fall victim to supernovas and asteroids,
Moon's spinning out of orbit into oblivion.

Mankind marches on through time with indecent hast,
Generations withered by war and disease,
Running around trying to keep pace with technology,
Individual lives passing without anybody noticing.

Noble beasts of land and seas living as their predecessors,
From tiny mice and shrews of short lifespans,
To elephants and whales living for decades.

Then the great variations of the plant kingdom,
From annual and biannual garden flowers,
To Ginko Biloba, The Maidenhair Tree the last survivor of it's family.

By Christopher Tye