Evensong: when even the world;
When ever the world must end,
And all the Saints and Angels ring,
Around the world, attend.
Morningsong: was when the world,
When the whorling world was new,
And all the planets axis' spun,
And Love was Master's brew.
So who can say which one was best-
At the ashes final glow?
The truth that such a world, exist
Is all we need to know.
March 6 2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And love as master's brew. Enjoyed reading this extraordinary poem in awesome jaunty rhyme n flow. The genesis creation described so poetically woe. Thumbs up. Pls do review my latest poem.