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