The Tale Ends

BY DR. AGONSON

The world is ending, so they say,
and it may happen any day.
So what worth may we yet find here,
before it all shatters like clay?

Forsooth, I can’t begin,
nay even comprehend,
but know the time draws near
when this old tale will end.

Hopeful, I dream
my God will deem
my spirit dear,
His love my theme.

Let all
it fall,
and fear
grow small.