Times Goes On Poem by Wesley Mincin

Times goes on

Mountains rise as kingdoms fall
Storms pass on and come again
The moon retreats from rising sun,
and chases it once more.
As man advances...or regresses,
winds shall wrap around the trees,
passing over rolling fields,
brushing past the mighty sea.
Though we'll watch as time continues,
man has come and just may go.
Stars may shine and disappear
Seas will flood the ancient valleys
Forests lush with fruit and life,
may find itself a desert.
The reaper will harvest souls forever
God may produce life again
Then the universe may collapse,
or fade away into nothingness.
But only one thing still remains,
watching everything ever so closely,
and only in the end will it continue on walking.