Forever falling
falling into the far below,
far far below
where the embers glow;
Falling from grace
grace and favour
favour, renown and that glory
they once grasped
made their own,
adorning it with their songs
and stories,monuments and laws;
All now falling
falling into that far below,
from whence they came
to which they go;
sweeping like rain
howling like wind
reaping that harvest
empires have sown.
A remarkable poem in which the”falling” of empires is delineated by the very structure of the poem.
The repetition of falling creates a great impact on the reader! Lovely!
Excellent poem, well structured.
Draws you back in for multiple reads