Love Lives On Eternal

Standing upon mantles of yesterday, forlorn and blossoming from beneath the sun. Weather-beaten signs filling life with decay, sending changing functions one by one into briny depths of yesterday. Pacing left-over prejudice of love, and being counted among many choices of eternity, selections are few. Noiseless teardrops being carried on funeral pyres, watering eons of eternity with their sadness. Wandering down forest paths, watching them being consumed with ageless fire, figuring out their places in the universe, causing great gladness. Yet, the symphony of meaning is a liar, burning, down through heaven, messages are sent to be remembered and love lives on eternal.