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.