The End by Elaine Hugh-Jones Lyrics

After the blast of lightning from the East
The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot Throne;
After the drums of time have rolled and ceased
And by the bronze west long retreat is blown

Shall life renew these bodies? Of a truth
All death will He annul, all tears assuage? -
Or fill these void veins full again with youth
And wash, with an immortal water, Age?

When I do ask white Age he saith not so:
"My head hangs weighed with snow."
And when I hearken to the Earth, she saith:
"My fiery heart shrinks, aching. It is death
Mine ancient scars shalls not be glorified
Nor my titanic tears, the sea, be dried."