You were young and happy way back then! Powered with Life when all the Earth was new! In Joy you ran to greet the rain-washed Morn! Danced delighted where The Mountain Wildflowers grew!
You gave your Tribe such joy! You laughed at winds and lept at Butterflies. They must have felt within themselves A thousand little deaths, For the one and only one that you did die!
But SHE would not accept that you were dead! Held to her breasts your futile cold and fading form! The others thought her mad! They had no ken! This was but the calm before the storm!
Soon you stank! The others grumped. So she went before the dawn! And gathered in her desperate arms The Flowers that made you dance! And flung hoards and piles upon your rotting form!
Flash forward now! Millions of labs! The Networked World, And up above our heads Waltzing like silent clocks, our satellites And all of Science seeks just as she sought, That all the ones we love do not stay dead!
Flash Forward more: New Jerusalem! A rainbow colored cube covered in gems! Shining powerfully with Light and Love and joy! Animals and Plants...The Carpenter! Fourteen hundred miles of Forever-Life within!
They laughed bitterly at her! That fading Flowers would bring back what Reality forbid! That withering weeds could resurrect a Dying dance! Well it took a while! They did!