Monument
My glory will not change, but years endure,
though life in earthen grave come to find its cure;
I stand alone in splendor, uncaring of the crowd,
and blossom like the flower even in a burial shroud.
My tombstone stands in marble to defy the awful storm;
the day has met its twilight, but the evening is still warm.
I am alone, but like a granite fortress stand,
or like a mountain soaring, formed by mighty angel's hand.
Unobtainable
Diamond glowing on planet no man mars
circling the glory of a blue-white star:
you'll never reach it, though you travel far
through endless trouble --
it's unobtainable.
An angel's melody pure and calmly sweet
echoing down a bright and golden street:
the gates won't open to you, though you fiercely beat
like a host of devils;
it's unobtainable.
A palace made of gold in the deepest of the deep,
gleaming in the water where the kraken sleep;
you'll never know the secrets that its treasure-houses keep
in a priceless bubble;
it's unobtainable.
My heart's in a cave in a bright iceberg-hill
surrounded by a glacier cold and stark and still;
you may wish to come to have it, but you never will --
no one is able;
it's unobtainable.
