Forgetfulness
What do we know, we creatures bound to soil,
Of heaven’s glory? Have we looked within,
Below the tangled log of daily broil,
To depths profound, where memories begin?
Recall genetic thirst, my anxious heart !
Regret your waywardness at Lethe’s shore ;
Where lost was all that you did know to start
Your worldly life anew. So speaks the lore.
My mind, recall the sorrowing mother, Eve,
Who likewise feasted, disadvised, on fruit
That wiped her mem’ry, leaving her to grieve
On that which might have been, had she stayed mute.
What do we know, we creatures, bent by toil?
We from amnesia’s folly must recoil.
© Jamie MacNab 2013
Jamie
My first reaction was to ask why you have to remind me of my age [smile] but then I discovered it was your intention to remind us of our blessings.
Thanks once again for being around and sharing the deep things with ….. well, with me at least.
IkeJ