The Future carries the wings
That move Past through
The doubting
Crater crack crater cracks
Tomorrow grills
Today in
Light and yet back it comes
Unearthing doubt again
Miraculously.
Death and life can float up
In a second or less and fill the
Rest of Time. Rest on Time
Therefore, let hate weight
Nothing and noone, drifting off
On a tide of Peace.
The water is all around us and can
Lift us. We will never sink if we
Drown doubt with open – eyed gratitude
The maker is continuous and so
Should we, a product, be, for
We form all in our own image
Continuity in Hope, and it repeats
Us so everything will come
Up at sum point, mathematically.
Hope never ceases, like Time, it is,
Bright, you will not find a black
Hole that’s not shot with hope – spots,
Throughout.