A Transitory World

 

Participants in a vast unfolding drama

set on a revolving stage of swirling beauty

Tossed and buffeted, often cast aside

In and out of love we glide

to laugh, smile and solemnly lament

To engage in destruction and endless wars

atrocities of unspeakable horror

then to dance to a rhythm of love

to see the fox hunt and the dove to fly

In poverty and starvation, completely without

Up in the clouds our globe below

and in ocean´s depths do monsters search

Children learn, mature then fly the nest

Those who are old left to say goodbye

Cities built in classical style

followed by glass towers that touch the sky

Meadows and hillsides hear the birds that sing

Mountains and ravines covered in a fall of Spring snow

Crazed assassins plan to kill and maim

as scientists develop new strains 

to eradicate disease and keep us alive

when many in misery wish only to die

A scorching sun leaves the earth brown and parched

Rains to flood, irrigate and destroy

Some die young as others die old

many are homeless, hopelessly forsaken and lost

Substances give some relief

Life is a fleeting passing of eternal time

most of which is out of reach