Earthsong

Across the bloody edge of rolling darkness
a relentless voice mourns the dying beat of desire
Beyond a broken sky of departed brightness
a persistent soul clutches the remnants of a once great fire

Over the silent mountains and seas; uncertain of Gaea's fate;
a shadow lingers upon the desperate need for power
Below the stars; witnesses of greed, corruption and hate;
a brave tear falls from the heavens, and slowly breaks into showers

In the middle of abstract and reason
Resides the human race; unpredictable, obnoxious and untamed
Yet--with the passing of each and every season,
Lives the chance for hope, inspiration and beauty unnamed