VITAL FORCE

In the depths

of the relentless nights 
At the end of the endless days 
I watch the flickering fingers 
of amber lights 
dance across your face.

The etchings 
of ageless contemplations 
Deep scars of living 
that rise 
from aeons of aches, 
I see them 
clouding your eyes 
Where they lie 
hand in hand with strength 
and melancholy grace 

What flutterings do you hold 
in the cage 
of your quietened heart?
What weaves 
of tangled webs 
threaten to tear you apart?
What duels 
of destiny's deceit 
keep preying on your mind 
These age old conflicts 
that haunt 
your journey through timeless time. 

As the night wears down 
to embers 
And scraps of spent warmth 
lie glittering 
on your haggard brow, 
A hesitant dawn steps forth 
fighting through brumal mists 
of teardrops 
mirroring on your worn countenance 
its rejuvenating glow. 

Life lives

Its regal bearings

truths of righteous spirits

that eternally endure

The ancient ballets

of souls

rising from the earth

Moves of a majestic adagio.

MS