These 'words' are 'worth' remembering

"Jove—Venus—and the ruddy crest of Mars,
Amid his fellows, beauteously revealed
At happy distance from earth’s groaning field,

Where ruthless mortals wage incessant wars": wrote a man long ago.

These 'words' are 'worth' remembering,

While I read the master of "The Prelude".

Dark sky is no more dark,

The earth is no more a place for another Noah's arc.

Hence, these 'words' are 'worth' remembering.

Words replaced plenitude,

Accepting the earth as a cemetery.

God himself wondered what happened to his images- the mortals.

Skies are happy far east, but the lakes are full of teardrops far south.

World is seen divided, when mortals grieve 'divided we fall'.

Lives of His children are perturb'd, cover'd and appropriat'd.

It  no more a war between mortals, as the poet thought.

Heavens too fall down in the human redemption,

From pain and suffering.

Wonder ever how did it mooted?

When me and you forgot the prelude of human life.

Hence,  these 'words' are 'worth' remembering.

The quoted poem is from William Wordsworth titled “Eve’s lingering clouds extend in solid bars” (in p. 12, The Poems of William Wordsworth Collected Reading Texts from The Cornell Wordsworth, Curtis, J. (ed.), Volume III)