Behold...
the manifestation came like the night.
Mystery...
Its origin only distinct in the light.
Power...
spoken source of the Eternal Name.
Exhibit...
what has departed and what remains.
Nameless powers for tomorrow to know.
Sacred yesterdays soon to be scorned.
Boundless tranquility for the fool who warned.
Elapse...
what futures lie beyond the door?
Fallacy...
the devotion that spilt out on the floor.
Excess...
dune the sands that summon trust.
Requited...
the pigments that turn diamonds to rust.
Nameless yesterdays soon to forget.
Sacred tranquility tomorrow begets.
Boundless powers for the fool to upset.
Drafted: March 27, 1992 ~ DBC
© Completed: Jan 28, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic
Inspired by a conversation with John P Moore
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