Tis morrow….the stillness, a sentinel without direction
As we wait on responses from things not yet disclosed
History reveals the question of the ages…
Will the moment of happening reveal itself?
A pause of many snippets of time aligning so effortlessly
The silence of eternal secrets, oft branded as mysteries
Yet by design their esoteric nature casts them as such
For things exist which explanation holds no bridle nor cuff
Gather all ye seekers of knowledge, those with astute attentiveness
Gaze heavily upon the ticking seconds, for never again shall they be
Finite divisions of a sweeping hand, knowing but a single direction
The never ending rhythmic arch is focused but none know exactly
Shall we digress and cast time as the villain, taking and never giving back
Draining the essence of the masses, slowly, powerfully, and with malice?
Perhaps not, in spite of all that which might be imagined or implied
History reveals the opportunist taking payment from exploitation
So from the shadows, observing the stage that has been set
Every prop masterfully positioned and the seasoned cast in position
In this a production of the grand and laborious work we call love?
And if so, can we decide on what the scriptwriters put to ink?
Shall we encourage lines of despair and endless sorrows?
A tragic dance with stolen happiness and an abrupt demise
Perhaps a marathon of courtship with much predictability?
That with nothing of substance to enchant the reviewer
With many offerings and many ideas and endless opportunity
The choice lies solely on the moment of happening
Hence the trepidation on the errant decision and timing
For time will not stand at the ready awaiting the needs of men
Like an instructor of dance with a marionette cast
The timekeepers will yield to the words on the page
Yet only to maintain the rhythm and flow of the movement
Provided no attempt to wrinkle the prevailing fabric
On the cue of step, the strings of the puppets shall play
And subtle directions invoke a cavalcade of motions
Pieces shuffled on a game board with no boundaries
Meant to confuse and dazzle and little more
The ruse carefully reflecting that aforementioned mystery
Additional grand theatrics and high drama follow the arc
Choruses of voices casting echoes and misdirection
High society’s blasting trumpets and clashing swords
The scene calls for more, as simply enough is not satisfactory
Excess and extremism;the crowds demand such frivolity
For that is what makes moments of remembrance, or so thought
Action and circumstances, each grander than those of before
Indeed the mistakes, pitiful excuses laid bare to the world
Disgust looms over this unknowing and unkempt approach
The handbook of time gives no guidance for unnecessary excesses
Drama and action are but sweets for the starving masses
In the minds where openness takes precedent afore sensationalism
There a message may be established, and eventually take root
For tis Love we speak of, in all of it’s glory and beauty
And yes, it does preside amongst the highest of life’s mysteries
Anchored it is not, to that ever turning wheel of time
And never will it be held fast by a pen, script or tome
Contribution to drama, are mercifully few, and for moments
Yes to their happening, but also to their passing and fading
And to those who hold their measure of love by a timepiece
They shall ever be enslaved in its temperament and finality
And when the sad wings of destiny lay folded and silent
Then death shall be the moment of eternal parting
Alas, that notion has been so distorted by the puppets and posers
True lovers agree that the real source lies forgotten, hiding in plain site
Time is the avenue which paves pathways into eternity
For this life will give way to the next and further to the next
Understanding that Love and time are related, however distantly
The touch of irony to those who understand, stop to smile
Recalling how terms of eternity and forever are casually thrown about
While transcendence across the spatial boundary is nary a consideration
Lovers in love, living their single lives, missing the greater potential
Already in their satisfaction of eternity and forever not being tabulated
And the masses attending the orchestrated actions of the pair, in acceptance
Notwithstanding the possibility of an education beyond that which is apparent
Tis perhaps an invitation from those forces unseen and unknown
Bear witness to the hourglass and set a course for eternity and beyond
Step forth into the realm where a lifetime is but a blink of an eye
And a blink of an eye is no longer shackled by the turning hands of time
As thoughts evolve into understanding, and concepts become solid with form
The question of old once again becomes a subject of conversation
Will the moment of happening finally reveal itself?
And if it shall, will the pair be adept in their understanding?
For true love cannot be written, as script, as song, or as a function of time itself
Only upon realization that its already a resident within the heart
And the question of ponderance isn’t tied to the moment of realization
Instead it’s the understanding of knowing that Love is limitless
Yet, most strive as workers of the verse, carefully steering the raw emotions
Constructing memories and moments that shall fade in passing
Beauty comes forth and beauty fades, as physicality is owned by the hour
And the bittersweet ending of the courtship, and the finality of passing
While so few, so very few, observe with a shared and heavy remorsefulness
Those who pass from this moment into a moment of nothingness
Minds closed to the possibility there are possibilities beyond belief
True Love casts a delightful shadow on the seconds of eternity
As this lifetime gives way to the next lifetime, and the ones afar
Together we’ll find ourselves, not by accident, but by design
Existing in the blind spot that time cannot reach nor influence
Our moment of happening is every moment of evermore…
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