May 7th, 2020
Does the essence of time runs through a straight vessel
Or does it flow through the looping tunnels of a complex system?
The thoughts and plans flowing out of an artist’s pencil
Or a line of events from the unexciting and unpredictable system?
Do we have the ability to read and grasp the signs of time
Or blind, leading the blind trusting mine in thine?
If it is simply experienced in a straight path
Then surely the unknown is the perceived destination
Rendered subject to future wrath
For confident in all yet ignorant in caution
Do we have the ability to read and grasp the signs of time
Or blind, leading the blind trusting mine in thine?
But If it is intertwiningly designed by an artist
Drawing patterns of a planned tapestry
Then surely one will notice
The past, present and future of his-story
