Why Time Is Still, But Moves.

Why Time Is Still, But Moves.

Destiny moves me and moves the world.

Light is an alliteration of greed.

Time is transcending.  Hope is all things

Good.  Hate is in the mind; it shatters

All reason.

Look at the reflection of promise,

As the new day fades.  We see the abuse

Of the flesh; the rules of the law.

Everything is in the hatred of the flesh.

The dying of the flesh, the newness of it.

Light exists in a sunflower.  Time is

Grand.  Love is a transcending thing that

Encompasses all hope.  Take out the wildflower,

Put it in a vase.  Knock out the reason

Beyond the time that descends.  Newness is

Nothing.  Nothing remains but time that

Moves like a clock.  As it comes forward,

The day is grander.  Hate begets hate;

Love spreads the wall of hate.  Time transcends

The willingness of the flesh.  This is the

Wallflower.  The abuser of power.

Where the inner eye waits, beauty calls.

Everything leans forward in transcending time.