Midnight Garden - Solanaceae

LINGER IN MY SHADOW!

IVY ROSES ENTWINE AROUND OUR FEET

THIS MIDNIGHT GARDEN

WHERE COVERT ANGELS COME TO WEEP

AGES COME AND GO

YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS

A HEADLESS CROWN

IS ALL THAT LASTS

WE WEATHER THE STORM

BESIDES A LION HEAD

WHERE WE WATCH A CRUMBLING WORLD

ROTTEN AND SAD

THE YOUNG, THE OLD, THE LOWLY, THE STRONG,

SILENTLY SIP THE POISON OF TIME

THEN WITH A GESTURE OF SALVATION

THEY TURN INTO STONE

AGES COME AND GO

YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS

A HEADLESS CROWN

IS ALL THAT LASTS

WEATHER-BEATEN HANDS

RESTRAIN THE TIME

WHAT JOY, AND BEAUTY,

AND WHAT SADNESS IS MINE!

FALLEN ARE THE LEAVES

LIFELESS STAND THE TREES

FORSAKEN STAIRS

LEAD TO NOWHERE

AGES COME AND GO

YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS

A HEADLESS CROWN

IS ALL THAT LASTS