Forgotten Beauty

Forgotten Beauty Scarlet Beauty in her deathbed Beauteous than the dewy rose Beauteous than the dale of hermit Beauteous than the Oceans pose Beauteous than the eves and mornings Which in woodland come and go Holy are the tombs in Meadow Midst of daisies, midst of grass No one bothers, no one whispers No one mourns at Beauty loss Heavens for her send a shower Nature for her sings a hymn Winds of Autumn scents of Summer Paint a dewy hut in whim On the tuft of grass and roses On the moonlit woodland ride god of love on pipes and timbral Sings For her by ocean tides Muse of poesy sees and whispers Then on winds send her a kiss Gem of ocean, pearl of wisdom Sorrow goddess thee we miss! Foggy morns and dewy evenings On the channels dark and damp Hover by thy resting chamber Far and far from world of men In the end they will forget you Shine of temple, earthen lamp With the leaden teary eyes Walk on channels wide and damp