We do agree, when chance occurs,
when life begins to travel beyond,
the fear of time, when innocence gone
astray suddenly becomes a tactic.
There needs to be that separation,
the ability might we glance upon
a focus, a dream-like surreal reality,
once that pain is surely settled.
If hours could measure a previous dial,
if life’s gifts weren’t dependent on
simple virtue, simple blessings, we may
know a faraway place where bliss remains.
When by stretching our lives beyond
the sacrificial lamb that is truth,
we might just then begin to wonder,
how it is we discovered a new nature.
suddenly we know our world sublime
We live in the elegance of time.
