Prose Poem Synthesis

Everything in its season,concentrated and alive stray objects ripple across the view and solitary imagination is its scale.Recollections of things past,so apposite for self-expression sieved to retain the essentials.Exaggeration modified, ignorance contemplated and constrained. Atmospheres of yesterday translated loom & sound so, unique as a snowflake to speak to the ear.Our inner make-up exposed as poetry in pictures,hearing colours,a synthesis of myriad detail &circumstance.With uniquely added value we browse here & there outside our comfort zone where timing is all.making a mark on eternity