February 1986

 

diamonds*

forever in the sun*

grasped at but never held

 

could they fade

and leave us lost

I pray they don't

what they are is true

and yet it's not

the glory they possess

is not their own

yet it is

in its life

is all life

 

I pray  they stay

in dreams the very least

for life without

these diamonds

is no life at all

 

*From Alphaville's "Forever Young"

 

But do they really?