Shot In the Dark
A heart felt prayer with four chambers alights on a maiden voyage
Meets valves and percussion awaits tenderly to be tuned into harmony
Passion where had been void and stagnation and pulse been icy and flat
The mind once arrested in dangling contemplation halts its corrosion
A wandering soul solders confusion towards awakening warmth while
Destiny folds its narrow lapels onto the fabric of chimes of the time
Tim had enough of canned laughter mocking his elegiac mourning
Surpassing melancholy contempt he ventures an unknowing path
A map shadows mountains temples and valleys in starlit desire
His labyrinth mazes amazing adventure looms spindles of thread
The open book threatens no longer all gloom and fear has been bared
Closing chapter and shimmering verse find beginnings in ends
Trenchant acrimony cast aside Tim arises from pulverized trenches
Reminds himself gently that happiness is more than a smouldering gun
02 February 2019
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