A Paradox In Time

A Paradox In Time whispers.... There's a hint of solace in late Spring Look deeper then ever before, Shoes, gloves, hat Torn illumination... One will choose to walk down a different path Darkened from loose fetters of Tumble Weed A light an occasional twist to its madness eyes filled up with sadness after solemn years of remorse Once you figure it all out you end up dying The demons will have you if you give up hope A challenge to be free is a question of time Don't try to figure it all out you will go insane Time will teach you of honest faith & morality if you receive it Time can give each a unique purpose to live Time tells of our past not to repeat the same mistakes in the future