Allegory Of Love Poem by Edward Clapham

Dressed in sombre garb the chrysalis lies
Unaware of its destiny, the world without
Watching in expectation. Nature sings its song
To the amorphous form within, and transformation
Begins. What once was bland existence now
Takes on a warmer hue; where once
Was sameness, now vital difference appears.
In time the insistent urge of nature
Transcends the quiescent spirit within and
Iridescent glory is born, to shine and
Light up the world and dance the
Eternal dance. But nature tires of its
Work and turns away from the vibrant
Form, and it withers and dulls, spent.

And in time hope dies.