A Date With Emily

A Date With Emily David J Walker I Your World Your world on me unleashed Like violence in a summer storm Intensity Increased Yet survived to see the Summer morn Your world on me impale Classes of a certain kind Amassed but always frail Fears a forum always find Your world on me imposed The child who drank each wondrous morn As if it daily rose To take a graceful Playful form II Renewal How days composed of Hours flow like Rivers to the sea Are no less those As gathered there an Oceans wave decree Then gathered in the air As clouds Driven by the wind And rain upon the Earth below Renewal reborn again III Possibilities Awakened by the nightly dreams Of possibilities Or what is real and how it seems To fade in frailties In fear of failure Fear of plight Fears of fading time The years will pass In anxious mass Of logics paradigm