Moment

 
 
The sea remains beautiful
and the stars still shine  
for there is no more madness in the world  
to worry upon  
 
The earth lays barren  
settling the dust of our memory  
while time heals itself  
from those minutes of pain  
 
Over desert and mountain  
the gods of silence    
reclaim their calm  
for the moon dare not whisper  
mindful of each toiling sun  
 
We did not amount to much  
a falling petal  
from a jaded flower  
one infamous moment of glory  
the vanity of ruin  
gone