Behind the Folds

Fountain of mercy yet fading away Valleys of hospitality just sometimes display Obesity of hope are now emaciating Pervading of kindness yet vanishing.. Ocean of conflicts may always portray Ashes of pains are always in bonds Monument of grandeur may lead astray The field of opportunities may sometimes run... The joy of life are feared to be gone Victory on things exalted the man The bonds of glory may seldom display The clusters of beauty illumines the day... The bunch of laughs may taken away Yet, candid happiness will always stay.