For Flowers Fade
Three brothers, so the legends go,
left their land of ice and snow,
and came upon a sun-bright place,
and mingled with a different race.
The eldest spent too long, alas,
coy in love, too quick to pass,
and found one day his beard had grayed,
and mourned himself - for flowers fade.
His younger brother saw the signs,
and was more keen to heartsong's pines.
He wed a wife, then grew afraid,
How could love last - for flowers fade.
The youngest one saw both them age,
and feared most deeply man's true cage.
He knew all beauty soon decayed,
but what of life - for flowers fade.
26 March 2019
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