The Burial Funeral

So oft I'd heard its soul intent the performed center, not rebound could bury once and then compound the years between, cycle's renown! Now given over to the Earth no search or wandering can contain the final call, summized in worth and vestige given, subtle gain! What final makepiece can entail a journey's fare or life's enslave, does hold in bondage, fortune's quake and guesswork yonder not remake! Conditions squander for the take, the spirit of coward's, sentiments fake for counterfeiting sameness sake relying on its own uptake! And tears can last beyond the grave arrangements scattering the poise a lifelong treasure, so denounce all moments contrary or brave! My footsteps falter, not held up by urgings from all else, so mean this only once, my saving's cup respect my feelings with esteem! Oh, childish pondering, to and fro so wasted, while the dead lie still, a life too soon has gone to flow some spot eternity will fill!