Your Poetry Dot Com - eternal cycles

In springtime frost cascades in gutters as
a thousand falling tears of shifting stone
might fall when fleeting restoration has
in blushing flesh esconced the sterile bone
This flesh will melt like snowflakes into dust;
Such fragile microcosms must collapse
but even ancient forests will combust
and grow from fragile shoots as age lapse.
The changing drifts of continents are seen
to bounce, in slow eternal cycles eyes;
cavorting constellations all careen
in steady circles through the inky skies....
Such eternal cycles are never through;
Through all our changes, i will always love you

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