Love Lives On Eternal Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing upon mantles of yesterday, forlorn and blossoming
from beneath the sun.

Weather-beaten signs filling life with decay, sending
changing functions one by one into briny depths of yesterday.

Pacing left-over prejudice of love, and being counted among
many choices of eternity, selections are few.

Noiseless teardrops being carried on funeral pyres, watering
eons of eternity with their sadness.

Wandering down forest paths, watching them being consumed
with ageless fire, figuring out their places in the universe,
causing great gladness.

Yet, the symphony of meaning is a liar, burning, down through
heaven, messages are sent to be remembered and love lives on
eternal.