to Have, and to Hold

 

 

 

The Cup,  We Runneth Over

 (  Time,  and Rhyme,  Again  )

 

  

 

why Glamour,  has no Gleam,  is because it is covered with Lust,

why Glitter,  has no Depth,  is because it is covered with Rust,

why Glitz,  has no Shine,  is because it is covered with Must,

why Gold,  has no Clarity,  is because it is covered with Dust,

why Hope,  is ever Flying,  is because it was given up for Lost,

why Love,  is never Found,  is because it was given up for Cost,

why Fame,  has no Fortune,  is because it was given up for Spent,

and why Mine,  is not Yours,  is because it was given up for Lent,

and why Glory,  has no Grace,  is for The Price,  We had to Pay,

     and,  why from Here,  to Eternity,  is Ever so Far,  Away . . .

 

 

  

(  “ i swear,  i had nothing to do,  with the crack ”,  said The Sky  )

 

 

from Book I,  The Ring ( First Light ) The Sixth DoveTale – The Grace of Swans