Droplets of Future
Rest assured, the mountains, they watch like fire.
By man, the insidious acts do not burrow into the past.
Gone without notice.
Falling backwards, one could perceive the undoing of all deeds;-
Until time, once again throws them to the river of seeds.
Emerge, bewildered at the titans of ideation.
Sprawl as the creature, unfolding the vivacious dream path-
Forgetting not a thing.
Copyright © Sabian T Warren | Year Posted 2019
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