a trip of life
delayed
flowered the garden
of those last days
voices growling from
instinct
traversed the wars
of sorrow and rage
living in the shadows
the long since predicted
tale emerged
ancient ears
grew out of thoughts
surrounding paintings
from the clear
producing all across the globe
at last
a kingdom of wonder
fueled by the awakening souls
no heavier than
a summer's butterfly
a once chain and ball legacy
suddenly set aside for
a broader more meaningful
spiritual evolution
a tribulation if you will
of mass human exodus
unrivaled
for its fate
in every breath and state
just about to
unfold
seven years in the trenches
for God
imagine the pain and joy
awe striking it must be
even
to the none too feign of heart.................
(Aug. 23, 2008 349am)