Lest We Forget

What has been forgotten and lost?

All that we call wonder is but

For a fast and fleeting moment

We remember that we forgot

Of some time when not yet frost

Had pierced the world unto it’s root

Every tale is but its remnant

We remembered when we forgot.

Will we forget what was the cost

Of plucking that thrice acursed fruit,

The stained steel still more grows rust

We remember that we forgot,

Lest we lose ever what we lost

And lose ourselves in this world’s glut

Becoming worst than lowly dust,

We remember lest we forget…

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This was an old experiment dug out of my notebook last morning. Rather pleased with how it turned out, but probably best for short form, it gets monotonous rapidly..