The Laurels of Love
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When burdened by the weights of my mortality,
Confronted with the fate of fallen flesh,
My eyes behold a semblance of eternity
A vestige of the joys that truly bless,
Descending from the firmaments above
And following the ashes of the night,
For that which bears the noble name of love
Hath raised our spirits to their highest height.
The gifted muses of forgotten times,
Whose words were writ' with fabled eloquence,
Could find no virtue, earthly or divine,
To match its beauty and magnificence.
Though men may cease to breathe and words may lie,
Their lofty praise of love shall never die.
Copyright © 1994-2018 by Benjamin Toney. All rights reserved.
Image credit: The Dance of Apollo with the Muses by Baldassare Peruzzi
Copyright © Benjamin Toney | Year Posted 2018
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