For all that lies against the truth
For all that flies, fleeting as youth
For all that is taken; and for that which remains
For all that our fragile skin still contains
A heart beats, in refrain
And stops sharply, in pain
Lost in seconds so carelessly tossed
Over shoulders, paid in bolder cost
Seasons tip, and are ripped away
As we, in a destined, distracted display
Take for granted the graceful grounds on which we lay
Yet the faithful enduring earth does not betray
Our steps, as trusting fools
Flighty and frivolous, ignorant of rules
Like gravity, or death, like we won't be left
So inevitably, so inexorably bereft
We waste away the precious in play
Yet treasuring it wouldn't make it stay
And that which holds us as if asleep
In trance, in blessed ignorance, over chasm deep
Is that denial of pain
The loss of those who remain
For as buds beautifully unfurl
Into bloom, so must petals curl
And rot in decay
Finally dusted away
And then in fertile grounds
A new sprout in green growth resounds
Is this how we all die
In that moment we realize, and cast down our eye
And then, are reborn when we forget
And bring forth the new, with no regret
This invincible summer within
That makes us bloom yet again
