A Eulogy

I laid you to rest
On the shores of the lake
And there shall you sleep
Forever
I failed to know you
Through little fault of my own
And my sorrow comes in fearing
That will be my excuse
For all who I lay to rest
On the shores of the lake.

On the shores of the lake
The sun will trace the day
And chasing it, the moon at night
Venus in the evening, Mars in the morning
Planes in the air and rockets in space
And the grass will grow unchecked
And the flowers will wither
And the weeds will colonize
The shores of the lake.

As you rest there unmoving
The world shall move around you
And your fruit shall bear fruit
Then their fruit shall bear fruit
And all will ripen
And seed
Then wither
All in turn will go to rest
On the shores of the lake.

And the world will keep moving
And the grass will keep growing
The mountains will rise
The valleys will fall
The lake will go dry
And with it the flowers
The stone with your name
Will always be there

And though it may wear smooth
The seeds of the fruit that we
Cannot yet dream of
Will someday find a hill of stones
On the shores of a lake
And if they remember the trees
That have borne them
They will know you as I did
I hope they will know you better.