The Wonder Once Known Only To The Beguiled

By J.D. Harlock

Come along with me to that cliff by the sea 

where the old turbine stands, turning dreamily

We’ll saunter the wastelands, stroll through the wild

glimpse the wonder, known only to the beguiled

Then, neath the paled light, we’ll have sight of it all

Our vined relics are but rough cairns for the fall

Faint remnants of the ills we have now maligned

Shared memories of the lives we must leave behind

But let us not dwell, let us never forget

Lifetimes have been squandered in solemn regret 

For, in time, with grace, we continue to learn

And, in these lost lands, life has begun to return

So come along now 

And worry not over what could have occurred

Our past preludes a most wonderful world