The Equilibrium

Where you walk upon this path Set between each moment of deliberation The seconds in contestant; expound In each grain of sand the footprint of your passing Ire; it is on confounding thoughts, and speculation Brings the sole of your feet, to naught And you wondered, as you wandered, between the fences and boundaries Who set those gates, those barriers, you always seek to pass Did you extol them in electric fingertips Say you should quiver so ecstatic on the burdens of their sensual-ness Or did you, in your harness of dreams, speak with them A language of succinct soul and tempo esoteric ? I am ground to dust, by joy And between the mill stones of hate and love Should I find the grist to give me an anchor On which terminology should I cling to dust in dust Do you know the passion behind your lips As it trembles within their million cells While processed in aching poignancy; transcribes To your in drawn breath, at the speed of light It is a searing moment, etched, upon your soul As from it, to you and through, you; it flows And every ounce of it’s consequence You could not write, though it take a billion years To describe the word, you felt Where you walk upon this path Set between each moment of deliberation The seconds in contestant; expound In each grain of sand the footprint of your passing And I am ground to dust, by joy