Unformed Until the End

Woodland dells, giant trees Swallows swoop, defying breeze Jump to sailors and tattoos What part of time is a ruse The fact a tree, outlives a man But cannot hope or devise a plan Has no say on where it stands Can be transported to different lands Sailors ships, barrels of limes Not sure when but sometimes How overlapped with time I feel So reminiscent, somewhat unreal Fore arms, forewarned, future finds Straight to complicated minds Self defeating, downward trend Driving myself round the bend Stones become sand, for what it's worth People, well they become the earth The tides continue, sweeping clean Refresh this place, remove what's been Legacy of footprint rare Should I or should I not care We can make a mark set to be erased There's joy in temporary, knowing replaced Stack the stones then knock them down Enjoy the moments you wear the crown Do I walk in beauty set to fade As a person do I meet the grade Do we all offer something unique Or remove the right of some to speak Perspective is the rule of right Revelation of wrong creates the darkest night Choices made up of used time I'll lament on using mine But to rush from place to place Doesn't stall or change the case We rest although we're fading fast Hurrying towards first or last There's just moments that transcend Arrive in those, linger before the end They glimmer as they come into view Some unexplained reason that you are you