John Lentini

Nature’s Throne

 

And now do I leave this throne

Thy chill bids me depart

To you dried weed I bid farewell.

And to you, oh rock, who teacheth well

Be thou my throne from which I depart

But what sadness be this leave

Who knows when I shall return?

And when I return will you still be there?

Will I recognize you again?

Will you recognize me?

I have no fear

Yet I know well our eyes shall never

      again meet

Yet with these words and memories our essence

      is intertwined.

Thou hath seen my being

I have seen your light.

Be this page one in our story

For now we realize our oneness

Though oneness always was

For ’tis from thou, oh rock, that I have

Learned eternity

 

How could you have gone unrecognized?

And why seeth I no loneliness or sadness

      in thou?

Alone upon this mount

      but thou art part of mount

      the setting sun, yes ’tis here

Now so do I see

Thou teacheth well

Be thou as magnificent as I