To sing to bring humanity happiness in wild free songs to dance,
At liberty we freely joined with you in due reverence as the bard
To guard our souls from blackish Sheol in aphotic midnight hour,
And you sacrificed all in Elfin splendor from tender loving heart,
But envy stirred evil breeding desire to see dew upon your grave
In wave of hatred wrapped in gloom that but sealed their doom,
So then all too soon did you lie in stately beauty so greatly given
By heaven which can now but weep in humbly bowed reverence
To one so precious too soon gone from among we who still long
To sing your eternal song with strings of silver and harps of gold
With untold passion pining for satisfaction in your stalwart gaze
With magical Elfin flute in hand in command of everlasting day,
Yet with harrowing dismay we mortals now deeply weep in keep
With every deity high and low, within and below to show sorrow
That one so ever young should now have sung his last upon earth,
And so will heaven weep as you sleep … ah, the heavens do weep!
Deep and beautiful poetic words so well composed, Jonathan. Your picture too was apt with your soulful poem.
Oh, thank you so very much, Kamal, and I really liked these two side-by-side pictures, too. It seemed really rather appropriate for this poem… I hope and pray you are doing very well, and as always, blessings to you!
Yes dear Jonathan all good πππ this side have retired from my office and enjoying my life now. Welcome ππ ππ blessings to you too ππ