Time Midst Maze – a poem

Time winds, unique perceptions changed

By those illimitable factors, stresses,

More than structure can account for

Or would be allowed to, the highest

Roads to success paved with bodies

Of goodly intentions slain, their strength



We wonder where the days go to, worlds

Passed on by as we sink deeper, futurity

Known and sought for over the now, eternal

Dreams that live without us, independent

Of the host, perpetuating in desire despite

That fire licking from the maze beneath,




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