When Love Is Left

The ground trembles

Underneath their running feet;

It shivers as it hears

The vibrant, drumming beat

Of a separated lover’s heart.

One can hear its mad pounding,

One can feel the desperation

From the way it is pitifully sounding,

Crying to find its lost love. 

The heart knows no other song,

Praying the lost will not be gone for long. 

The sky sends rain down to the earth,

Its tears of sadness for this lonely heart;

Then clouds clear a path to the sun,

Lighting the way so that 

The lovers will not be apart

For a moment more.

The whole world feels its aching,

The grass and clay quaking

In response to the pleading way

One lonely heart cannot help but pray-

Yet the heart does not realize,

For this heart is about to die

If its true love cannot be found.

When love is gone,

There is nothing more to do

Than vainly steady oneself

Upon the quivering ground.