Eclipse of the Soul

Eclipse Of The Soul By: Noel N. Villarosa Plants harmonize to the sun to bring life aglow And to rest at the night’s luminary The sea is waiting for the wind to blow And serve as a cradle for fish hatchery And mankind, on the hustle and bustle of each day Gyrate on a merry-go-round, so tedious Withal, a wishy-washy self And a thrall of his own fear Thither that place called ‘hades’ And in his dream the edelweiss and wisteria Go down to ecocide The fierce billow has taken many billets-doux Into a forlorn land Pensive for a homing pigeon to carry his thought to God That once awaken, a harmonica is playing And a new paradise for dwelling Many at threescore are not contented And praying for a longer life But many committed blasphemy so umpteen And now yelling for the forgiveness of sin And the fracas he brought to nature Now mankind is waiting for the great covenant For the realization of life, truth, and love as above all And the destruction of sin, sickness, and death Before he sees the complete eclipse of his soul Written and posted in voicesnet.com poetry site: 28 October 2009