The Song that Sung the World

by Swanwhite2

Everything began with the song, but it did not end there. A poem.

The Song
The flame of dawn
Sparked histories,
The lamppost shone
Through centuries,
And the song that sung the world
Sang on

Long winter chill
Beneath her feet
Till table hill
And death's defeat,
And the song that sung the world
Sings still

World tipping con,
The moon turns red,
The lines are drawn,
And the world is dead,
But the song that sung the world
Sings on