Ghosts of ages past

I walked through the woods lost in a abyss of thought,for what i saw was a age of loss humanity.The currency exchanged for hardship covered in blood,the gold rusted to the core. For the world was laid bare starring at the ground trying to comprehend the stars.
Seas rolled over engulfing life with the hands of sorrow rotted.
As i watched i felt a sorrow over come me, i felt like i wanted to drop to my knees for what i saw was beauty and sorrow intertwined with the hope of life. For i saw what god loved so much the surrendering of ourselfs and the wish of our own demise for that in itself is beauty and sorrow for god must see it too the morbid beauty of humanity.