Destiny's Final Reminder

How the compass of time gradually deceives their seasons growing cold-- Redhead locks and manly hair transform into gray pepper gray That in the bites of winter hard and arrogant, night's joy ebb As a couple succumb to a matrimony of discontent and burden, stale-- Forgetting a destiny's pledge sacred which could affirm contain A lifetime supposedly wrapped in rosy twilight … its final. jubilant glides . No, one hour’s delay can stall the rapture of new ventures. The woman asks, "Shall we , for better or worse, dance the moon with hearts aflame like before?" 6/27/2018 Contest of Silent One: Eight Lines Of Fate, When You Wonder If It Is Too Late