2019.04.02.
Thrones and People and Cities
Thrones and people and citieslast very briefly-
flowers, like autumn weather
soon dies out.
But new as flowers blossom
when winter flees,
out of earth's soil, generous as before,
cities stand anew.
The anemones spring has awoken
have never heard
what storm, that their relatives
last year has destroyed.
But that safe peace
that little knows,
it's eight day long lifetime
forever they mention.
So Time, that is mild
and relieves grief,
makes us their picture,
blind as they,
that even when we become soil
we dream big-
shadow to shadow whispers trustfully:
'Still lasts what we have done!'