Charges of Geresy

I look upon this clearing as it is.

Through a parting in the branches above shine

Rays of hope too blinding to appreciate

And down below

A brook of astounding beauty

That exists only now

By the light of a lonely star in a vast universe

In a single moment among infinite others.

Yet I am here to experience it

And to one day die and carry its memory with me

To become part of the earth that I once gazed on,

For trees to sprout from my ashes

And wild flowers to decorate my grave

To lie still and unnoticed.

Until there comes another

Neither to know of me

Nor the wondrous scenes I once held in my heart

Yet perhaps

When they look at the world

That the fading of my beauty created

I will become a part of theirs.