Our dance of love and death
The goddess triumphs in her dance
of love and death across the centuries
and aeons of destruction and construction,
ever resurrecting everything,
and ever baffling all mankind and history
in cycles of millennias and millennias,
unperturbed and totally indifferent
to the ways and follies and destructions of mankind.
She just keeps dancing on;
but it is the eternal dance of love,
that ever goes on, starting now and then
again from the beginning,
like a cosmic hide-and-seek game,
letting all the world dance to her whims,
her unstoppability, aloofness and capriciousness
dictating all the laws of nature and the universe,
and there is nothing we can do:
just go on dancing,
tantalized and tempted
constantly again to her destruction;
and the only thing we can do
is, like all the world in all its folly,
to enjoy it.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
Read 374 times
Written on 2007-07-23 at 23:57
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
