Our Love

Our Love

            The sun does not rule the sky always,

            He must submit to the moon, and

            Run to the recesses of his cave so the dark

            Shroud of night can blanket the earth.

 

5          The illuminating day doesn’t last forever, nor

            Does the grim night.

            The multi-coloured flowers of the field,

            And the trees which line the city streets

 

            Both wither, fade, die, transform into a dry corpse.

10        Even man, who has dominion over the earth

            Grows old and wilts like the plants,

            Becoming ultimately a corpse, a faint memory

 

            In the hearts of loved ones.

            Everything exists for only a season,

15        Life, beauty, health, thunder storms, drought,

            However, as I lie next to you

 

            My sweet goddess,

            My beloved, the keeper of my heart’s purest love,

            I ask myself,

20        Will our love like the flower wilt?

 

            Will the flame of our passion go out

            As the wind of time passes?

            Will our love die?

            I dread the day when I

25        Must part ways with the beauty next to me.  

                                                                       by Scott Ting-A-Kee