Journey is on its way,
never being late,
better not being faster,
goal still the same.
Riff of reason yet holds on,
cry may decries,
dream seems to slithers on path,
walk needs light to see in darkness.
Vision flounces free,
desire runs to gallop unrestrained ,
hope still feels inertia of motion
if stopped braking.
Apples falls on earth,
gravity is cause of piercing
into dust of blue smacking no fear
,if silence stands milestone.
Speed loses velocity,
dynamics riffles in quantum,
where is gloss kissed to losing
as warmth hides beneath ashes grey,
and breath suffocates to resonate by vicissitude.